Tag: Guardian

My mum.  She battled cancer, thyroid disease, Type 1 Diabetes, Arthritis and much much more –  and still comes up smiling at 76.

When I was a student.  I remember the dreams, the goals, the excitement, the socialising, the life.   Ahhh, memories !!!!!!!

When I was in the chemist with my three kids, a dad was there with his two kids.  At the counter, was a woman asking for eye drops.  The chemist proceeds to tell her that it is very infectious.  The dad standing with his kids takes a step backwards and opens his eyes wide.  I look over at him and laugh at the reaction, but unfortunately catch his eye.  He shrinks back even more in horror, and I realise that instead of realising I was laughing at his horror of “very infectious”, he thinks I am flirting with him.   I am mortified in the way that only women over 40 can be as he is obviously offended by it.

Probably our home from home on four wheels.  I do love the peg.

I have my grandmothers engagement ring, and my mothers photographs..  I love those.

Somewhere warmer than Scotland.  Anywhere would do.

My kids after a bath.  Next would be fresh strawberries and ground coffee.

Isla Fischer

I have dozens of favourites.   It is soo hard to choose for this one.  I loved the Master and Commander film and the whole series of books by Patrick O’Brien about life on the ocean waves.  I read them ALL.  I bet that surprised you all.  Next would be the Hornblower novels.

Eating too much and tweeting.

I have a maids outfit that I put together with some old clothes and the underskirt of my wedding dress.  It does a treat, and has been borrowed several times by other people.

My earliest memory sadly is one of being sent to my room for going to the local shop and saying I wanted an ice lolly and that my mother would pay for it later.  All my friends had money for one, and we were skint.  I got home with it, caught by mother and was sent to my bed with ice lolly in hand and had to eat it or it would have  melted across the floor.   I wish it was a nice one, but there you to.  I very rarely got into trouble, so that was obviously a biggie for me.

Writing drivel that I hope some people might like.

To my father, thank you for the sperm donation.  To my mother, thank you for everything else.  You rock.

To my grandparents for not spending enough time with them when they were alive.

My kids and my animals.

Responsibility, guilt, wishes, protection, care and time.

My first kiss, in my classroom aged 5.  I still remember feeling his lips on my cheek lol.

Stop fighting – 3 boys *saynomore*

That’ll be shining bright – whenever any of my brood tells me a porkie.

Okay dokey – though I am working hard on phasing this one out.

Night shift at photo factory, while working day shift in bookies when I was at college.  I was perma exhausted, and it was soo boring that I could hardly keep my eyes open.  Many people would have ended up with negatives cut halfway across the picture frame as I was too tired to stop the cutters in time when it misaligned.  If that was your treasured photos *sorry*.

The age I had kids.  But then I wouldn’t have the ones I have, so moot point.

I once spun off a road in my car, ended upside down in a field with a post skewering the passenger seat.  Luckily I didn’t have a passenger, and I walked away with only the dunt from undoing my seatbelt when I was upside down and not realising.

Another time, helicopter I was travelling in lost power miles from anywhere in middle of north sea in choppy weather – we dropped from the air and  it was a frightening few seconds before the  pilot restarted the engines again.

Being a mum.  It was a hard road.

After an operation.    It hurt.

Twitter, walking the dog, writing, reading.

Not being a food addict.

I was exceptionally lucky to be born in a developed country with a caring  mother.

I am tagging

@netcurtains who likes a meme

@123andbreathe because she wants to

@meetjosmith for being a good sport and

@the_moiderer  for living within an hours drive