On Mumming

I’m posting a bit about the three strands of my life – Countrying, Mumming, and Writing – that I’m trying to weave into one glorious plait of happiness. Today: Mumming How on earth can I summarise the journey from laid-back, loved-up twenty-something pootling around London to obsessive thirty-eight year old, Mumming in the country? ThingsContinue reading “On Mumming”

On the fickleness of tech

6:28am Am sitting in my bed, glaring at my laptop, which looks like this: Please excuse the flash, I’m also sitting in the dark to avoid waking Husband. It was so sleek and fast when Husband first set us up together. I could actually type, on a real keyboard, instead of tapping away on myContinue reading “On the fickleness of tech”

On Countrying

I’m going to post a bit about the three strands of my life – Countrying, Mumming, and Writing – that I’m trying to weave into one glorious plait of happiness. Today: Countrying. I’m from London (for those of you who are Londoners and therefore care about such distinctions, I’m from North London). Husband and IContinue reading “On Countrying”

Foxy Strikes Again

9pm My head has been consumed by parties these last 5 days, which predictably has meant no writing. Am considering changing the name of this blog to Country Mum Doesn’t Write. For those not familiar what “party” means to a parent of smalls: A daytime event involving a carefully timed or continuous supply of snacks,Continue reading “Foxy Strikes Again”

Lunch time nearly-writing

06/04/23 1pm Animal status: Feline #1 groomed, hens 1-8 relocated to the fully enclosed run after a near miss with the fox (so grateful for the vigilance of Child #1! She spotted Foxy out the corner of her eye while reading in her room yesterday bedtime and dashed out just in time to leap theContinue reading “Lunch time nearly-writing”

Evening “editing”

05/04/2023, 20:23pm  The ability to ignore things I should probably not be ignoring is definitely a crucial skill to my writerly endeavours. Currently I’m on the sofa, determinedly focusing on my laptop and printed out draft, while some pretty suspicious crunching sounds are coming from the corner of the living room.  Our ginger tom Curry (Feline #3)Continue reading “Evening “editing””

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