I know this isn't the first time I've said it, but I love a bit of Twitter. Not only do you get to see some top-drawer shenanigans go on, but you also occasionally stumble onto some viewpoints which you would never normally be exposed to. Such a thing happened recently, when I found myself involved... Continue Reading →
My Dating CV
Those of you who follow me on Twitter will know that recently I've been on a few dates with someone I've been referring to as Wembley Woman (after we went to Wembley on one of our early dates). At the time of writing we are still seeing each other, and it's gotten to the stage... Continue Reading →
Step-off
Recently I found myself chatting with someone I'd met online. The number of kids I have came up as we chatted and flirted and talked about setting up a date, along with the fact that they're not sure they could take on that many and survive. This is not an uncommon issue - probably half... Continue Reading →
Twitter roundup – part two
Double lazy post alert! Earlier in the week you may have seen me sharing some of my Twitter posts with y'all. In that first post I shared mostly posts about dating and being single, but that's only half of what this blog is about. Today comes some other posts looking at my constant struggles with... Continue Reading →
Twitter roundup – part one
Yes, this is a lazy post, but I'm feeling in a particularly lazy mood. Back at the end of November 2017 I decided to join Twitter. Again. Obviously, I have my own personal account, but that was a little too well-known for me to actually be anonymous, so starting from scratch was the only way... Continue Reading →
Tips for living alone
Living alone is a very different experience from living with someone else. Some people live with housemates until they find a romantic partner to cohabit with, some live at home with mummy and daddy forever and some simply go straight into living with their partner from the start. It's for a variety of reasons that... Continue Reading →
Setting up my kids for therapy
Being a parent is difficult at times; the strops, the arguments, the chores, and that's just me. Get four mini versions of me involved and I stand little chance. That's why I am making it my mission to ruin them over time. As a parent you are in a position of power in that, generally... Continue Reading →