Month: September 2019

The irony is, anyone over the age of 20 looks terrible in Mom jeans.

I’ve had the vague Continue reading “An unwelcome revelation”

Did a driveby Continue reading “You can’t go home again”

After reading Continue reading “Have you got a moment to help Kirsty?”

We have found a lump Continue reading “Sad news”

Goon wine Continue reading “A youthful expression – youthspeak continued”

My husband was sad Continue reading “Goodbye, glamour – I hardly knew you!”

Never know how heavily Continue reading “Memories (just another old scheduling email actually)”

My daughter Continue reading “Guest post”

I’ve long been fascinated by Continue reading “Youthspeak – the first in an occasional series”