Red or Grey - now that is the question

My daughter's school is closed today for strike action, which I agree with but at the same time get really pissed off about as it means yet another day of learning is missed.

The plus-side of this day off, is that I am able to lie in my bed with my coffee, listening to the birds tweet in the garden, while my daughter attempts her homework.

Suddenly there is this shriek of excitement.

"Mummy, I can see a red squirrel in the garden!!!!!"

"Really darling, are you sure?" is my unexcited response.

"Oh no....no mummy, it was only a grey one", there were undertones of sadness.

And on we went, with me slurping my coffee and my child muttering about spellings and literacy.

"Mummy?  Did you know that there are only 16 red squirrels left in England?"

"Um...no, I didn't", I replied.

"Yes and one of them is in our garden", she said with pride.

Amazing what they learn at school these days.

Silent Sunday - early morning light

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Divide and conquer

It's not really about conquering, but more about diversifying.

One of my goals with this blog, was to explore alternative blogs, blogs that maybe weren't just written by mothers or friends.  I want to see what other people have to say and how they have to say it.

I think mostly, it is about self-expression.

My form of self-expression used to be dance and art, and to some degree it still is.  But over the years, I have found that my love of words and my use of the vernacular has grown and developed.  And this is what I hope to explore further.

In an effort to return......

In an effort to return home at a decent hour to let the babysitter leave, I left my event 1/2 hour before the end.  The evening had begun with me following a Lamborghini along a road with speed bumps.  The man driving it looked like a young boy with his dad's toy and he also didn't seem to know how to handle it.  Following him was excruciating.  The toy was precious.

To say that leaving 1/2 an early was a wasted half an hour is an understatement.  I sat in traffic trying to turn onto Exhibition Road, which had become one-way due to road works.   Then I came face-to-face with 2 cars going down it the wrong way.  The first was a very rude man in a very flash and expensive car, while the second was an apologetic woman in a small people carrier.  Finally I crawled my way like the Serpentine through Hyde Park.  So many soggy people slowly wending their way home but meandering all over the place.  Then onto the Edgware Road and all I can say is, please give me patience.  This had me dodging the police cars that were driving towards me on my side of the road.  Made it to Maida Vale in one piece and up into St. John's Wood where I got tackled by a rather large Audi.  Hampstead Lane was another joke with people still coming out of the Kenwood Concerts.  Finally, the home stretch up to the northern regions of London was clear.  Please let there be no more silly people driving silly cars tonight.  

I normally love the drive home late at night.  The streets are more peaceful and you can zip happily through the neighbour hoods.  Hopefully next time the roads will be kinder to me.

First and Foremost

With the worries and woes of every day life and that of being a mum, I am finding it increasingly difficult to voice my concerns and to celebrate the good stuff.  So I have created this blog to put a voice to my happiness, my sadness and everything in between.