tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30793531607704824452024-02-21T09:11:56.800-08:00How to laugh in the face of it allmumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.comBlogger482125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-23617236494499394092011-09-02T03:39:00.001-07:002011-09-02T03:39:30.738-07:00FarewellI am leaving this blog in abeyance.<br />
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Partly because Blogger keeps playing up so that people can't leave feedback and the appearance keeps going gloomy.<br />
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Plus I am making a fresh start in life and you can read more should you wish over at<br />
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Hope you like it and that if you follow me here, you will now follow me there but more importantly read me as I think I might need some cyberfriends as I move forwards.<br />
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mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-32944034689822163652011-09-01T11:08:00.000-07:002011-09-01T11:24:25.640-07:00Reasons To Be Cheerful - Please link upThis feels like a very momentous post as I have the honour of hosting the most fabulous blog hop Reasons To Be Cheerful this week. For the unitiated, this a weekly hop where bloggers can celebrate the positives in their week. So it's time to shout out about your good news and joyful moments on your blog, link up and meet some other very lovely bloggers in the process.
I can't rave enough about this blog hop. As someone who is too often at the mercy of negative self-talk, having a focus once a week to celebrate the great things does me the power of good. It is fabulous on the good weeks but even more useful sometimes on the challenging weeks where you realise there is always a little light even at the saddest of times.
So what is giving me reason to smile this week.
1. My son is going on his first holiday without his family. Who am I kidding? I am just hoping he settles with his friend's family, that he feels able to deal with things and that he is happy to return home at the end of it. Not much cheerful about those elements but, on the other hand, how great that he is growing up and liked by other people. I have ironed and packed his clothing and he is ready to go. Wish him luck and wish me more. How I will get through the next 4 days without him ...
2. I found school pumps in the correct sizes in the supermarket, I have acquired enough uniform for son number 1, son number 2 is sorted from last year really and my daughter will benefit from the £15 Tesco voucher I won today towards Back to School gear.
3. My daughter is starting to sleep in her own bed much more and this is a huge leap as she has, until now, usually crept into my bed at some point. This does not bode well for marital reasons so if she carries on using her own bed, who knows what Reasons to be Cheerful I will have next week lol.
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I usually do really long lists but am keeping it brief this week trying to be the hostess with the mostest.
Ready, steady, go! Whether you have done Reasons to be Cheerful before or you are a newbie, you are equally welcome so let's smile, write down our good stuff and share some blog love. It really is very simple but hugely powerful and life-affirming too so give it a go.
As Del Boy would say, go on, you know it makes sense.
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Next week, the wonderful Bod for Tea will be hosting Reasons to be Cheerful. It is quite nerve-wracking hosting such a well-respected and loved blog hop so please do support Bod for Tea next week.<a href="http://bod-for-tea.blogspot.com">bod-for-tea.blogspot.com/</a>
Big thanks to Michelle at Mummy from the Heart for trusting me with this blog hosting.
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I have 3 children and we talk quite regularly about their Chinese Horoscope animal signs.<br />
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I have a rooster, a dragon and a monkey. But how can we work out which is which?<br />
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Here are images along with descriptions from the Chinese Horoscopes.<br />
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Who's who?
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Rooster<br />
They love to be the focus of attention, showing scant regard for the feelings of others and as a result they are often susceptible to flattery and sycophancy. Other personality traits include: vigilance, decisiveness, straightforwardness and accuracy. They have a love of debate and dispute, but can also be very critical and forthright. Roosters tend not to be very creative or adaptable, but still like to be noticed and especially to be given awards.<br />
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Although energetic they are liable to become obsessive. On the plus side they seldom hold grudges and are generally quick to forgive. Dragons are said to be able to accomplish great things and those born in this year are also said to represent the horns of destiny. Needing a cause for which to fight, Dragons will never merely stand back and accept their fate or what life brings.<br />
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Monkey<br />
People born under the year of the Monkey tend to be generally good at " mastering anything" they put their hands to, they are also successful. This is possibly due to a combination of personality traits including: charm, cleverness, quit wittedness and their love of a challenge. They are also crafty, competitive, envious and have a flexible character. At times they are capable of great dishonesty, they can be both self-centered and narcissistic and can often have a superiority complex, believing themselves to be above others. <br />
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mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-40142365475570879782011-08-29T10:35:00.000-07:002011-08-29T10:37:17.871-07:00Magpie MondayJoining in with another favourite blog hop, Magpie Monday, where we celebrate bargain finds.<br />
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I don't often buy from Ebay although once you go on there, you realise that it provides a whole new treasure trove of lovelies to lust after.<br />
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I went on looking for a table and chairs so that we can do that perfect family bit where you sit down and talk over dinner. I saw a lovely maghogany one with chairs and saw it steadily increase in bids until it was more than I wanted to pay. Narked but not for long because one that was the same but with a tiny picture came up the next day. I was the only person to bid on it. Was it the little picture or was it the fact that it only had 5 chairs that held it back. I don't mind as we only have 5 regularly eating here together so it is perfect for us.<br />
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We reckon it is about 40 years old. I love it because it is great condition but not perfect so I don't have to badger the children if they damage it. It comes with a cover to protect the surface so we keep that on most of the time. Him Indoors loves it because it has one carver so he can sit in it and pretend he is in charge of us all. The children love it because we do the family together meals and also because it just tempts you into getting a board game out to play too. Another reason to love it is that I got the whole lot for a tenner!<br />
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The table sits on a rug acquired for £15 via Netmums Nearly New Boards.<br />
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And finally, if you can bear it scroll down to "The Happy Couple" post below where you will see me in other Ebay finds on my wedding day.<br />
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Now go forth and see other lovely bargains from some very lovely ladies.<br />
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mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-90286794871727241562011-08-27T10:40:00.000-07:002011-08-27T10:59:04.587-07:00Reasons To Be GratefulJoining in with the wonderful blog hop organised weekly by the Maxabella Loves blog where we say what we are grateful for.<br />
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1. I am grateful for cupcakes. My daughter and I tried out the most wonderful Greens packet mixes today for cupcakes and they were yummy. I so love baking with the children.<br />
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2. I am grateful for getting out of the house more even if the weather is wet and yucky. We had fish and chips in the car last night parked up as the rain poured down but we had fun. Well, Him Indoors had less fun as he stood for 40 minutes in the rain waiting for the fish to be cooked to order.<br />
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3. I am grateful for the ability to laugh even when things are not perfect.<br />
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Now, if you would like to make blogger friends from far-flung places, get yourself across to Maxabella Loves and check out some very appreciative bloggers.<br />
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Seem to be having trouble with the badge thing this week but Maxabella and her community of lovelies are here<br />
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1. My husband is cheerful about time off work for the Bank Holiday weekend.<br />
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2. My daugher is cheerful about sticking her tongue out (but is now panicking and saying she was only joking).<br />
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3. My son is cheerful because his mummy loves him (this honestly was not prompted by me)<br />
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4. My other son is cheerful because he is with his Mummy (also not prompted)<br />
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5. I am cheerful that even though my brother did not go on holiday last weekend as we hoped, he did spend a lot of time away from here. When he is not here, I feel less got at, judged, name-called etc. So a big reason to be cheerful.<br />
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6. I am cheerful that a new tenancy has been offered to us. Appears our escape to the country can continue for another year after all.<br />
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mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-23172374965951620122011-08-24T09:21:00.000-07:002011-08-24T09:21:56.654-07:00The Gallery - World Photography DayI do care about the environment but sometimes when I consider all the rules and regulations around bins, bin days and recycling ....<br />
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I end up thinking "What a load of rubbish!"mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-439291659101907012011-08-21T03:46:00.000-07:002011-08-21T03:46:23.389-07:00Silent Sunday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMnPtmrJiyn2qv9Yf3G8o3vLFdOgXnZA84KDuAG-27CLwkGBvzGBj9DQV2Na3-7MUmF1AwKldWAv0H4DsUqpSBiUR3-z12lu3o-KMGI0tffU5QO6gFOVnSnhqqjf5ommFVt2ViIcoj0I/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMnPtmrJiyn2qv9Yf3G8o3vLFdOgXnZA84KDuAG-27CLwkGBvzGBj9DQV2Na3-7MUmF1AwKldWAv0H4DsUqpSBiUR3-z12lu3o-KMGI0tffU5QO6gFOVnSnhqqjf5ommFVt2ViIcoj0I/s320/001.JPG" /></a></div><br />
mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-73605436493064210212011-08-19T08:37:00.000-07:002011-08-19T09:36:36.042-07:00Reasons To Be CheerfulI am linking up to one of my favourite weekly blog hops so that I can celebrate the positives in this corner of the universe.<br />
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1. We have a new car and it works. Have had serious worries about the old one and when it failed its MOT, we realised we had to face facts and purchase a new one. So we now are taking every excuse to go out in our new (to us!) Renault Megane Scenic.<br />
The downside is that I keep looking for the wrong car in car parks.<br />
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2. I got into serious self-loathing mode about my looks and weight yesterday. Twitter provided brilliant support and made me realise I am not the only one who has days where they can't bear to look in the mirror. I also read some inspirational stories from mums who have turned their lives around and that gives me hope. With a little commitment and effort, I may yet be a babe by 50. <br />
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3. I have just bought a new carpet in the Carpet Right sale. This is not a sponsored post before you get suspicious. It is just that I really appreciated the 66% off sale arriving just as I needed a new carpet.<br />
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4. My brother is out of the UK for a week. <br />
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Short but sweet this week. Now check out the other chirpy people in the blogosphere. If you blog, I strongly advise you to join in and make new blogger friends whilst thinking of the good things in your life right now. On the worst weeks, there are always little glimmers of good bits.<br />
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mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-44321315980667022922011-08-18T07:05:00.000-07:002011-08-18T07:05:13.518-07:00The Gallery - Black and WhiteThe Gallery theme this week is Black and White.<br />
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It was an easy choice for me this week although I apologise for the quality of the images used.<br />
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Black and white are the colours of my old college, Trinity Hall. I was always pleased that they were subtle colours and that we had a lovely crest with a crescent moon on it. <br />
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I remember going and getting my gown on the first day with my Mum and Dad. They insisted on buying me the college scarf too even though the tailors told us nobody ever really wore them. I think they were determined that I would not appear like the working-class pauper so I had everything. It was many years later before I realised this probably cost them dear.<br />
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I have spoken before about how much Trinity Hall means to me on this blog so I won't go on and on. I still love how you feel part of that special community and how you get magazines, invitations and Christmas cards from good ol' Tit Hall as students affectionately nickname it.<br />
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There is a lot of nonsense talked about Oxbridge. I have never felt so at home and welcomed into a place. Not before, not since. I have the privilege of still hearing from some of my peers including those that I did not have as close friends at the time. I think that says a lot for the place too.<br />
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Black and white also brings back memories of graduation day where we had to get all tarted up in black and white. Black gowns and white ermine don't you know? You see, once upon a time, I almost became posh!<br />
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I am the one with the big brown Eighties hair and the legs. My brother gave me a suit to wear that was decidedly short. This was a worry as it did not meet the dress code specified by college. All day, I was terrified that they would end up not letting me graduate for flashing too much leg. The lad behind me told me he thought when I knelt down to get my degree that the Chancellor was likely to have a coronary as a result.<br />
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Graduation Day was very bittersweet. Relief that I had got the degree but deep sadness at the thought of leaving college. That sense of loss has never totally left me to be honest.<br />
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Was it the sense of history, of learning or of community or the combination of all of them? Trinity Hall remains a very special place.<br />
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My parents commissioned one of their friends to paint Trinity Hall for me as I left. Here is that picture that follows me wherever I go and whatever I do.<br />
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I will take this opportunity to wish everyone who got A-Level results today a very positive day. If your results were not as you wished, take heart from the fact that loads of people prove that you do not need qualifications to make a success out of life. <br />
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I will also state that I think it is truly awful that young people have to panic about money so early these days. I had the fortune to go to college at a time of grants backed up by good parental support too.<br />
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mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-37819990603098901062011-08-12T12:46:00.000-07:002011-08-12T12:46:55.253-07:00Reasons To Be CheerfulHere are my Reasons to be Cheerful this week.<br />
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1. I think this is the most important one of all. Today, my children ran off to join their Dad in the park and as I strolled down the path towards them, I suddenly realised that I am a Mum and just how wonderful that is. Usually in the mix of juggling it all, I enjoy motherhood but don't really stop to reflect on just how amazing it is to have given birth, coped with all those milestones so far and being told every day that I am loved and to tell them that too. Advice to all Mums - stop, breathe and recognise just how blessed you are.<br />
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2. I am pleased that I have followed my heart and not rehomed my dog today.<br />
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3. I have found a lovely home for the last kitten.<br />
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4. I am pleased that I am informed enough with real facts to be able to analyse the current crisis regarding public disorder in the UK. I will be blogging my views shortly.<br />
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5. I am happy that my Dad can take all his multiple health threats in his stride and carry on smiling. He is a true inspiration. I am also grateful to him for appreciating all that I do, maybe haphazardly or inadequately, but with good intent.<br />
He is always telling me to make time for me, do less housework etc.<br />
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6. I am pleased that after a week of ill health I feel much better. I am also delighted that the pain has given me the impetus to give up on booze and start eating healthily. I doubt I will be teetotal but it feels great to say "No thanks" when drink is offered to me.<br />
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Loads more I feel but that will do nicely for now.<br />
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Thanks again to all the lovelies who have supported me particularly through all the hassle with my so-called brother. I have things in much better perspective now and am determined to live my life my way. As one of the 7 dwarves says on that documentary, if you don't like it, jog on.<br />
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See you next week if not before.<br />
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Now check out some very lovely people blog hopping cheerily over at http://mdplife.blogspot.com<br />
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1. My brother is not in the building tonight. This means that we will be far more relaxed and feel OK being us rather than watch him looking at us as if we have crawled out of the proverbial cheese. We may celebrate with takeaways and a tipple plus treats for the children.<br />
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2. Although we were desperately sad to rehome one of our dogs last week, we are pleased he has found a happy home with a really lovely family. We have had this dog since he was born so we miss him heaps but had to let him go as we caved into pressure from brother dearest. The family are not too far away and say we can go and see the dog whenever we like.<br />
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3. The school holidays are wonderful in terms of long lie-ins, fun, games, activities and just being together as a strong family unit who can take on the world (and my brother lol).<br />
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4. As well as steam-cleaning the house this week like a good and meek little woman, I was also able to use my brain and I hope assist some truly inspirational women. Made me remember that once upon a time I had a fair few dazzling careers, to recall that I have a second-to-none education and that I have kicked ass more than once and can do it again.<br />
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5. I had a little talk with my Dad where I explained that I refused to be bullied by either of my brothers anymore and that if they disapprove of the way I live my life, all they have to do is look elsewhere and leave me the hell alone. It felt very good to state my case to a man who seems able to love me whether the bloody kitchen floor is sparkling or not.<br />
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I need to keep in mind that I am 42 years old, I am loved, I have support and I have a right to be myself. I have run scared and that is stopping right now this minute.<br />
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Much of that inner belief is due to the wonderful support received from some very generous-spirited people. Thanks to those have reached out some of whom I have met and some who just empathise or seem to think that I am actually OK deep down. May karma or whatever higher power you believe in send you some truly wonderful things and soon.<br />
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Check out the other Chirpy People Out there<br />
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1. Until recently, I did not clean my kitchen floor every single day. Now I steam clean it every day.<br />
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2. I wash clothing almost every day if not every day some weeks<br />
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3. I like to have pictures, ornaments and children's artwork displayed in my home<br />
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4. I enjoy having pets and do not feel the children are threatened by having them<br />
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5. As my children can have lots of meals and snacks in a day, I sometimes save up the washing up and do it all in one go.<br />
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6. I don't think I am boring, not really or all the time anyway<br />
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7. I clean my toilet every day and think that is sufficient<br />
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8. I think there is more to life than housework<br />
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9. I resent the implication that it only my job to do housework when I live in a family with 4 adults and 3 children<br />
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10. I am a worm who is mightily tempted to turn and very soon too.<br />
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Seriously though, having being defined as filthy, how much housework should I do in a day? Happy to do it but would like to know what is normal and acceptable to real people and mums in particular.<br />
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I am a bit scared to do this post now as I might be hit with a load of criticism. I am happy to step up my game but don't want to be bullied by just one person. <br />
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Does that make sense?mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-21972064339122478302011-08-02T09:45:00.000-07:002011-08-02T09:48:17.316-07:00Magpie Monday On A TuesdayApologies for linking up late to the wonderful Liz's blog hop, Magpie Monday where we shout loudly about our bargain finds.<br />
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In the last couple of weeks, my brother came to live with us and as well as calling me filthy and bemoaning my lack of quality housework, he complained about what he termed clutter. <br />
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I like to make a home and that involves quirky charity shop finds being on display along with my favourite artwork from my 3 children and so on. Apparently, this makes me something akin to the devil so it must go. The reality is that I have removed it and hidden it in the hope he will move out soon so that we can live as we like to.<br />
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Just to complete the picture, he thinks the fact that I have pets is a sure sign of child abuse on my part. He wants me to get rid of the animals and the first one was rehomed at the weekend.<br />
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Unsurprisingly, in this situation, there seemed little point popping along to the charity shop which as regular readers will know is one of my favourite weekend activities.<br />
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So this week, as well as requesting all fellow Magpies to take out a hit on my brother, I am sharing a story of how you can do a wedding on a budget.<br />
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I got married 3 years ago. I bought 6 dresses off Ebay as I did not fancy taking my size 20 frame for fittings and so on. By the day before the wedding I had still to decide between my favourite and one I knew my mum would approve of. On the morning of the wedding, the one I chose was the one my mum would like. It would not do up so in the end, I had to go with my choice. Ivory, strapless with embroidery and a stole for over my shoulders. I wore it for about 5 hours and then re-sold it on Ebay.<br />
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I also bought my shoes second-hand from Ebay and my lovely lingerie.<br />
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We had a very happy day and I think it was really helped by knowing we had done things on a realistic budget and not landed ourselves in debt.<br />
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I will try to upload a photograph of the day if people would like to see me in the finery.<br />
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I intend to get my own life back by September so the charity shops will be taking a hammering at that point.mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-18977771882547808882011-07-31T03:29:00.000-07:002011-07-31T03:29:15.474-07:00Silent Sunday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTlMnFr4uocfY96P7lV28afJBFdK3Othf2FRz5l9LJEzi0uHnYMzVAjkMcenarPQEvqd9vAgU7MNQpSK190upIDPTPqlzeb2kGWUqdnU7LwsI0c1LrtayqZzz7KYQCTNCrlQ0j7MW5CA/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTlMnFr4uocfY96P7lV28afJBFdK3Othf2FRz5l9LJEzi0uHnYMzVAjkMcenarPQEvqd9vAgU7MNQpSK190upIDPTPqlzeb2kGWUqdnU7LwsI0c1LrtayqZzz7KYQCTNCrlQ0j7MW5CA/s320/038.JPG" /></a></div>mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-71175411727903831482011-07-29T13:52:00.000-07:002011-07-29T13:52:27.224-07:00Reasons To Be CheerfulI am struggling again for reasons to be cheerful this week but I know deep in my soul how important it is for me to take part in the wonderful Mich's blog hop from Mummy at the Heart. <br />
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1. I am cheerful for the counsel of wise women aged 7 to 42 years. Thanks ladies for all saying very different things but helping me see clearly through my current crisis.<br />
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2. I am grateful for laughter with my children and husband. Again, vital stress relief when times are hard.<br />
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3. I am happy to have pets to stroke. It looks like I have to rehome most if not all of them and this is very much not my choice. However, for now, they are sanity in a mad, mad world.<br />
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4. In the midst of a lot of worries, these things happened. Children climbed trees, country walks were taken, friendships were worked on and people reached out to me even when I did not say things were wrong.<br />
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5. I am cheerful that I have my intelligence that will help me work out very soon what to do for the best.<br />
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I recognise this post does not reveal my current crisis but that I am sure will be blogged about with great truth and humour in due course. For now, I need to keep my own counsel a little. Hope regular readers know in their hearts that I would not do that unless I felt under threat and that it was very necessary. <br />
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Wishing everyone a very happy week ahead.mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-14371540622091455282011-07-22T04:11:00.000-07:002011-07-22T04:26:00.494-07:00Reasons To Be CheerfulA week ago, I got a telephone call telling me that my elderly father was very ill on his holidays in France. By Sunday, he was rushed home to us looking about 20 years older than when he had left. You know when you get that pain in the solar plexus when your emotions are too much? That is how I have felt for much of this week.<br />
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In the midst of all this, I did something so crass and stupid on Twitter offending someone I was at school with and her family and friends too. One of these friends is really important to me but it looks like that friendship is now blown and all through my own drunken tweet. This makes me very sad but I can't seem to put things right.<br />
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Then my brother who had come home to live here with us and my Dad had a go at me about my housekeeping standards. I won't lie. I struggle to keep on top of things with children and animals and a husband with a skin condition. I don't really need reminding of that or having it thrown at me as an insult.<br />
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I won't go on and on as this is supposed to be a reasons to be cheerful post. Those who want more can read my Dear So and So post below and then be very cheerful to leave this blog once and for all.<br />
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I am really struggling readers so bear with me.<br />
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1. I am cheerful that I have a husband who appears to manage to love me very much warts and all. We managed to laugh in the midst of such a stressful week. We have done so before when the shit hits the fan. Perhaps this proves we are a good match.<br />
I take him for granted an awful lot and if anything good came out this week, it is a reminder of how he cares about me and backs me 100 per cent. He is still a bloke though and winds me up no end sometimes just in case regular readers think I am turning into a softy. Seriously though, we are a match and that makes me luckier than a lot of folks who have to face hard times alone.<br />
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2. When I kept bleating on about "What shall I do?" in my current situation, my son said "Do what you always do, Mum". When I asked him what that was, he said "Cope like you always do". I am still here after many challenges in life just like many others who read this. So I am cheerful I have a son who reminds me that I am stronger than I feel just now.<br />
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3. I am cheerful about having a step-daughter and friend. I always feel I can contact her and express my truest feelings. That is a great gift. In case you are wondering, I don't deserve this from her but I am mighty glad I have her in my life.<br />
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Next week will be better, right?<br />
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I am now going to go and indulge myself in some very cheerful posts.<br />
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Thanks goodness for Mummy from the Heart and all who sail in her marvellous #R2BC boat. I encourage everyone to take a look at this wonderful community of bloggers and perhaps to join in too.<br />
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Having problems with the badge for this blog hop but if you go to <a href="http://mdplife.blogspot.com">http://mdplife.blogspot.com</a> all will be revealed.mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-16554340595935802812011-07-20T08:52:00.000-07:002011-07-20T09:45:34.096-07:00Dear So and SoDear So and So<br />
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Can you remember when I explained this morning that I really needed a day to relax in? Don't you remember that in the last few days, bad news has hit in a big way. One half or full day to chill in and I could have pitched in and got jobs done with enthusiasm.<br />
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In a sleep-deprived and worried state, tackling things is not always easy. I think that makes me human not bad. This is where we differ.<br />
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So instead of doing my own thing today, I have had to work to your schedule doing housework that you say needs doing which I think could have waited. Not for ever, just till tomorrow.<br />
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In all this, nobody acknowledges that I worked for 4 hours when I got that telephone call saying you and Dad were returning here from holiday unexpectedly to make sure everything was nice. Nobody appears to see the deep worries that I have had and still have about Dad's health. Nobody has seen that for the last week or so I have had children off sick from school.<br />
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I am clearly not putting enough effort in.<br />
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Absolutely! I spend my life having facials and going to designer outlet stores. I have an army of helpers. Regular blog readers will know this.<br />
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Finally, you threaten to upset our current living arrangements totally resulting in insecurity and more worry not so much for me as for my children who you purport to care about.<br />
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Personally, I think it is time the worm turned.<br />
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An inadequate houseperson<br />
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Dear So and So<br />
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I made a mistake, a bad one. A drunken and negative tweet. I have apologised over and over to no avail. There really is nothing else I can do or if I can let me know.<br />
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Someone who should not go on Twitter in drink<br />
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Dear So and So<br />
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I went to Cambridge. It does not make me better or worse than anyone else. However, I cannot edit it out of my history. You know what, I actually don't want to. It was one of the most brilliant times in my life.<br />
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From Me<br />
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Dear So and So<br />
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Thanks for offering a glimmer of light in a really tough week. The future's bright and the worm is for turning.<br />
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The Real Memumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-85215887425130846782011-07-18T09:50:00.000-07:002011-07-18T10:05:41.457-07:00Magpie MondayIt is Monday again which means that it is Magpie Monday but more importantly that I am still here and blogging after some truly awful days of worry and strain.<br />
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My Dad telephoned on his birthday on 15th. I imagined that he was phoning so we could say "Happy Birthday" but it turned out he was reporting that he was ill. He was in France on the first part of his 5 week holiday. I was told not to worry. Now what do you do when people say not to worry? Go into total panic mode right? <br />
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The whole circumstances of the phone call were so like when my late Mum made that fateful telephone call in February 2009. Like then, Dad had waited to phone until he was sure my husband was home. Like then, my husband was delayed so I was alone as I took the call.<br />
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On the Saturday, we went to the Infant School Fair. I did not really feel like it but you have to keep going when you have children don't you? My husband had probably worked out that I was better off doing something than brooding.<br />
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We stopped at the toy stall and my son immediately saw a plastic rocket. I asked how much it was and was told "donations, whatever you want to pay". As it was for the school funds, I said £3 which I thought was reasonable. "If that's all you want to pay" said the stallholder huffily. I moved away after buying another plastic toy as I did not really like her attitude. If you don't come up with a price, how can you complain when someone makes an offer you don't like? <br />
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The book stall also proved challenging with a husband and wife team. The husband was keen for me to make offers but if you went when the wife was there she would quote extremely high prices. I went with my husband at which point the whole attitude changed and I picked up a Delia "How to Cook" book. To my regret, I left behind a load of vintage cookbooks such as "The Mixer Book", "The Freezer Book" and one all about different festivals. However, I did also pick up a Katie Fforde and the Claire Rayner autobiography.<br />
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Then it was onto the tombola as my daughter wanted to win a teddy bear. She does not agree that the thrill of the tombola is the randomness of the prize. She believes you just keep having a go till you get what you want. So on the quest for the teddy, we also picked up a necklace and bangles set, body moisturizer and some Marks and Spencer pot pourri.<br />
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I intended to do the charity shop as usual on Saturdays but something told me to go home. This was good as when we arrived we took a phone call saying Dad was rushing home from France to access British healthcare. <br />
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In a way I feel guilty for going out at all but at least we banked some happy hours before Dad came hope and it became action stations.mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-33617544889924286962011-07-17T04:21:00.000-07:002011-07-17T05:02:29.209-07:00Silent Sunday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4TrspjS9tMgQvxP8Wjg5MlGYt9HFzYpCDbG8lrRvr6T1932LvwGEN4aF-3xoBvs7AhsnrmX92HM-4T0fUQUB2Hkdgjq3xAQD3RtVHRQNb2EPjCbAn4SPFxv6KNSrDAuzxbOVeor0PAO8/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4TrspjS9tMgQvxP8Wjg5MlGYt9HFzYpCDbG8lrRvr6T1932LvwGEN4aF-3xoBvs7AhsnrmX92HM-4T0fUQUB2Hkdgjq3xAQD3RtVHRQNb2EPjCbAn4SPFxv6KNSrDAuzxbOVeor0PAO8/s320/009.JPG" /></a></div><br />
<a href="http://www.mochabeaniemummy.com/silent-sunday/" ><img src="http://www.mochabeaniemummy.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/Silent-Sunday-Badge-SMALL-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Silent Sunday" /></a>mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-6200616423644319162011-07-15T04:54:00.000-07:002011-07-15T04:54:44.421-07:00Reasons To Be CheerfulHere are this week's reasons for chirpiness.<br />
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1. My oldest son got a really good report. He was described as an expressive reader, an exceptional mathematician and an erudite historian. He is secondary school standard and well into secondary school at that at the mere age of 10. Perhaps our greatest thrill was that after 6 years of struggles, his handwriting is finally meeting targets set. That is one simple sentence that masks lots of sleepless nights, tearing my hair out and panicking about his future. Hence, I am one cheerful Mama this week.<br />
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2. Of course, life is not all about the official records of what we are good at. I found a thing his classmates had done for him. It described him as kind, funny, nice, smart, very clever and always willing to have a go.<br />
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3. Imagine my surprise this morning when I got a communication fromm the Open University this morning. He has signed up saying he wants to do a course already. Think we will spend the Summer chilling as think he may be driving himself a little too hard lol.<br />
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4. Finally, I just won £100 worth of toys. That will be a lovely suprise when the bundle arrives for my little ones.<br />
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I would encourage everyone to join in with Mummy from the Heart's blog hop at http://mdplife.blogspot.com for a healthy dose of positivity. You can read, comment or write a blog post all of your own.mumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079353160770482445.post-18377667586474839962011-07-14T03:11:00.000-07:002011-07-14T13:30:00.336-07:0020 Mummy MemoriesI am linking up with the wonderful new meme called Little Legacies. <br />
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This post really need to be read together with my post from yesterday to get the full meaning of how it fits with Little Legacies.<br />
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Here are 20 memories<br />
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1. Crunching through Autumn Leaves<br />
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2. You and Dad organising a dance at the Parochial Hall<br />
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3. Sitting on your knee<br />
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4. Telling you I had started my period<br />
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5. Pub meals at the Flouch<br />
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6. You visiting my newborn son and noticing how alert he was even then<br />
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7. Tomato soup in brown bowls at Christmas<br />
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8. Coffee mornings - chats, raffles<br />
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9. Telling you there was an outside chance I could get into Cambridge<br />
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10. Benjy, Paddy, Monty and other pets<br />
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11. Gardening and busy lizzies<br />
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12. Making Yorkshire puddings<br />
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13. You bursting into tears when I got into Cambridge<br />
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14. Lovely Christmases and our own places for presents in age order<br />
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15. Introducing you to my red-cheeked newborn daughter<br />
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16. Your love of history<br />
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17, Palmolive soap<br />
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18. Cheese and biscuit suppers when Dad went out<br />
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19. Turkish Delight<br />
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20. Telling you about baby number 3<br />
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Here are 20 special memories of my late mum.<br />
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I think they define an era and show how you don't need a lot of money to make a child happymumsarcadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07642069416461195599noreply@blogger.com0