The days are long, the nights sometimes longer, They say what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger. Stronger, yes, but also overstimulated, One minute Superwoman, the next minute Mrs Deflated. When one wakes up the other or both are screaming for a cuddle, Two under two; aka double trouble! It’s not for the faint hearted, … More Reflection In The Trenches
Once upon a time, this Small Town Girl used to religiously dedicate each of her birthday-eves to writing a blog post reflecting on the year that had gone by. This had been a tradition of mine since circa 2013. Fast forward to my 31st birthday last year and I broke my longstanding tradition [insert crying … More Reviving My Birthday Tradition
If you’re familiar with my blog, you’ll know that my tagline since I entered the world of blogging back in 2013 has always given a nod to my E.W.S. – Excessive Writing Syndrome. Since I learnt how to write, I’ve always found myself scribbling down random sentences, concocting stories and poems, or just ranting! I … More The One With The Post-Baby Identity Crisis
Since before I can remember, maybe circa 2000 perhaps, I’ve always dealt with death in a certain way. Whenever someone close to me has passed, I’ve written a poem about them. Nothing fancy, just the bare bones of how that person made me feel and what I cherished most about them. I’ve always abided by … More Goodbyes From The Heart
It was a hot Summer’s day in the city of London and there they were: a couple of mid-20 somethings totally and completely engrossed in one another. So engrossed in fact, that the other nine million people roaming the city were no more than an afterthought to them. Like I said, it was a hot … More The One She’d Been Waiting For
Whether you purposely clicked on my blog just now, or whether you fell down a rabbit hole and ended up here, or even if you’re just scrolling around as a means of procrastination or out of sheer boredom…I just want to say thank you. It’s a great feeling to know that whenever I get a … More I’d Just Like To Thank…You!
Head in hands, elbows planted on the mahogany frame of his bedroom window, he gazes laxly into the distance. It’s a Saturday in early Autumn and it’s 6.32pm. Pink, yellow, orange and purple flecks have been smeared across a bluey canvas, dotted with little clouds – almost like an afterthought. The sweet sound of birds … More There’s No Place Like Home
2018… well what can I say? It’s the end of a chapter, time to call it a day. But first let’s reflect on the year that’s gone by, The poignant moments that made us collectively rejoice/scream, “Why oh why?!” Brexit updates and France taking home the World Cup, Dominated much of the tabloids, as well … More Thank You, Next
He’s an older man, most likely in his early seventies. Smartly dressed in a dark grey and white checkered suit, but you can tell that it’s not a special occasion, he always dresses like this. His arms are crossed and resting neatly upon a rounded stomach that moves up and down with each long breath … More The Man On The Train
My Drafts folder on WordPress is an actual mess. Any OCD sufferers out there, trust me you should count your lucky stars that you’ll never have the misfortune of laying your eyes on it! It’s basically a folder filled with half-finished posts, bullet point lists, quotes that I stumbled upon and considered to be “cool” … More Penny For Your Thoughts
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