On entering the park with W today I spotted a lone magpie. I automatically saluted in order to try and counteract the superstition that the sight of one magpie will bring sorrow. "One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret never to be told." I am not sure where I picked up this particular superstition though it may have been my Dad as he spent my entire pregnancy updating me on the predicted sex of my baby according to the number of magpies he had spotted that day. I have also picked up a few others along the ...
Archives for April 2012
Saturday is Caption Day: 14/04/12
The weekend is once again upon us, and Mammasaurus is on the loose. We best not disappoint her hey so please leave me your morsels of the mirth in the boxes below. Here is this week's picture. Then head on over to Mammasaurus' to check out the rest. Related Mum of One posts that you may like: Saturday is Caption Day: 31/03/12 Saturday is Caption Day: 24/03/12 Saturday is Caption Day: 17/03/12 ...
L is for Lipstick
I recently spent a week back at my folks place over Easter and, on leaving, accidentally forgot to pack my make-up bag. (I also forgot my hair-straighteners, diary, W's night-lights and my work-key. Disaster.) This actually concerned me more than I thought it would. I am not a HUGE make-up wearer you see. I know plenty of friends who would not dream of leaving the house without their lipstick or mascara on but I have never really been one of those women. In fact the only lipstick phase I went through was in my teens where Rimmel's pale sugary-pink, (think Twiggy) or black-cherry (think ...
K is for …
I love people-watching. Correction, I used to love people-watching. Before I had a toddler. Now I daren't take my eyes off him for a second incase he accidentally causes some formidable catastrophe by way of his ever-jiggling arms/legs/feet. Airports are the best places ever for people-watching. Mr B and I spent two years commuting weekly between Cardiff and Dublin so we spent a lot of time doing this. While waiting for our normally delayed Aer-Arann twin-prop we would often pass the time looking around at our fellow passengers and trying to guess what they did, or where they might be ...
J is for…well you’ll never believe me.
So, this blogging challenge is beginning to take its toll. I have been racking my brains all day to come up with ANYTHING beginning with J. Well anything other than jbmumofone as you must know all there is to know about the me by now. I was actually so desperate for inspiration I began browsing the Collins English Dictionary and, blimey, it was the best fun I have had in ages. Some words are just so cool. I will be saving some up for later in the challenge but here are my top three J's that I now don't know how I have possibly survived so long without knowing. Jack-by-the-hedge: ...
#ISpy: I spy with my little eye something beginning with U.
Well, try as I might I just could not find Motherventing's unicorn for this week's challenge. She must have him hidden away somewhere secret, the wily minx. Jeez, this week was a tough one. HARDLY ANYTHING begins with U! Who knew? Anyway, after lying awake and racking my brains ALL night I finally came up with this. It is a little tenuous but I reckon you will get it. Any guesses? To link up with your own, or to check out the rest, the magical linky list awaits, and please grab the badge. Powered by Linky Tools Click here to enter your link and view this Linky Tools ...
I is for Inquisitive
Overheard: At the Grandparents Child: Mammy what is this? Mum: It's a bacon sandwich. Child: No what is this? *Points to bacon*. Mum: It's bacon. Child: Mammy who made it? Mum: Granny made your sandwich. Child: No Mammy who made the bacon? Mum: A piggy. Child: Mammy who made the piggy? Mum: Another piggy. Child: But who made that piggy? Mum: Piggies make baby piggies, who make other piggies and then we eat them. *DEAFENING silence as we all wait to see where this is going to go next.* Child: Oh. *Eats sandwich*. Related Mum of One posts that you ...
H is for Hilarious!
Ok, so this is kind of cheating as I am going to point you to hilarious stuff that other people have written, but I figure that is in keeping with the spirit of the blogging from A-Z challenge. It is all about finding great new blogs right? Here are five posts that I have recently read that not only made me laugh on reading, but also later when I would randomly recall them at work, unprofessional, in the supermarket, embarrassing, in the middle of the night, does not aid insomnia. But I promise, they are worth it. They are just brilliant. Q and A with Harriet Spinster from ...
Silent Sunday: 08/04/12
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G is for Gecko…but also Guile…with a little goodness and generosity thrown in.
In 1991 my life took a rather dramatic turn. My Dad's job moved us from the quiet suburban life of Stratford Upon Avon, to a small island in the middle of nowhere the South Atlantic, the island of St Helena. For those who don't know this is the Island that Napolean was finally exiled to and he died there, though his body was later repatriated to France. I was twelve years old when we set sail for the island and during the voyage I made great friends with another young expat girl called Lucy. We were pretty much the only children on the boat and we remained great friends during our ...