Shhhhh! It is me, W. Don't tell Mummy but I have taken over her blog. She hopes thinks I'm asleep but I just had to tell you guys something. You see Mummy says she wants to be a Mark Warner Mum and I think she is going to need our help. Mark Warner are currently looking for five Mums or Dads to represent them next year and Mummy keeps saying how wonderful this would be. It means that we would get to spend some family time together in the sun, or even learning to ski! How exciting would that be? Daddy and I have a lot of fun together at home... ...and even when we are ...
V is for Valuable
Several years ago Mr B and I spent two years living in Cardiff, and later Bristol, but working weekends in Dublin. This basically involved flying over to Ireland every Friday afternoon and returning home in the early hours of Tuesday morning. We loved it. We loved the job, the people, our little Dublin flat, and also the fact that we had the rest of the week off together. However, sadly, one November we returned home on a Tuesday to our house in Bristol to discover we had been burgled. The really sad thing was that it also just happened to be Mr B’s birthday. In our absence some ...
Death…
Pretty awful title I know. Is it distasteful to blog about death? I am not sure. I recently lost an uncle to lung-cancer. He had been a confirmed smoker, drinker, and perhaps partaker of other substances for all of his adult life. He was the youngest boy of a family of seven children, second youngest overall. You could say he was a 'black-sheep'...but he was loved. Loved by his parents, loved by his siblings, and loved at times by us, his nephews and nieces. He was also a total pain in the arse to all of the above on many occasions when a little too much drink was in him. He ...