It’s now 10:30, Sunday morning. I’ve been up for about an hour – I arrived downstairs to find the children had made their own breakfast without complaint. They hadn’t cleared up after themselves, but I’m not about to start picking at straws. Little victories.
With the children on half term, and the house seemingly running on autopilot at the moment, something quite unexpected happened this morning – I found myself with a couple of minutes to myself.
I was up, washed, dressed, bag packed for work, coffee in hand, and sat in our study. I could hear the kids waging [...]
While wandering around the house this morning making breakfast, I happened upon three little girls watching Sunday morning cartoons on the television. The bit of my brain that seems to switch on when obvious photographs appear in front of me shouted “go and fetch the camera!”, so I did.
I'm working from home today. On reflection this morning I probably could have walked the 3 miles across the fields to work, but knowing that further heavy snow was forecast throughout the entire day, and that I have a cold already, I didn't fancy trudging home through it. I can work at home pretty much unimpeded, [...]
I sat down to begin writing this evening with memories of a stereotypically draining and stressful Monday morning running through my head. While contemplating the title “Monday Monday”, the Mamas and Papas song burst forth somewhere in my brain, and my mood transformed.
Video of our house – a typical Sunday morning…
Yesterday morning I woke at 6am to the sound of our resident air raid siren, otherwise known as “Little Miss Five”.
After listening for a few moments to her insane babble intended to wake her sisters, I fell back into a deep sleep, and embarked on several hours of adventure that (in reality) took only minutes.
How [...]
I sometimes envy the single guys at work – that can roll out of bed with a finely crafted routine ahead of them to leave the house with seconds to spare beyond which they would be late for work. My morning typically starts an hour before I leave the house, of which ten minutes are [...]
Sitting on the train, en-route to Birmingham once again. Woke with a start at 4:55am, and lurched out of bed. Espresso at home, and a capuccino at Maidenhead have kick started my body enough to deal with the early start.
Some foolish experimentation with viral Twitter tools yesterday filled my morning email with follows from strangers. [...]
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