I don’t usually cry but…

  I know I’m being really REALLY daft. It was actually nothing. But somehow it WAS something to me. And it’s got to me. A lot. Enough for big fat tears to have waddled down my face on a busy London Underground platform. Enough for me to feel completely distracted for the following days to come.   The other morning, on my way to work, I was coming down the…

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London Tube Strike

    A parents thoughts.     Dear London Underground,   If truth be told, I just can’t get enough of you.   Every week I swing by without fail and you greet me with big open doors and a warm and welcoming ‘mind the gap’. Like everyone, we have had our fair few ups and downs over the years. It’s not always you, but often me.     Having…

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Mr London Underground Platform Announcer

  There is a happy soul on the London Underground.   HA! I saw you frown questioningly.   If you are a regular London Underground commuter, like me, then you will know only too well that ‘happy’ and ‘London Underground’ won’t typically be mentioned in the same sentence.   But sometimes, there will be an exception to the rule.   Most mornings I pry myself away from Little Button and…

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Are you a Potty Mouthed Mumma?

  What are your thoughts on swearing in front of the little ones?   Yay… because they will learn it all (and more) at school anyway, so what’s the big deal! Or nay… no swear word shalt EVER pop out of my little cherubs rosebud lips.   I think I am somewhere in between. I would never deliberately swear in front of Little Button or put her into a situation…

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The Magic Button

It’s my ‘do-something-day’ and as I have been pottering away doing my ‘something’s’ I stumbled across this. My magic button from the not-so-distant past, and sure enough, still tucked away in my iPad notes I found a little something I wrote on my first day of receiving it.     Woohoo! I whooped, as I brandished my new shiny London Underground ‘Baby On Board’ badge at my husband. It’s official……

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