Poetry & Prose Round-up: Once upon a time…

We’ve turned the first calendar page. We did it! We survived January! The longest, darkest, poorest and hungriest month of the year! Hurray! Hopefully your new years have all been happy so far? (Loved this poem by Mums’ Army.) I’ve never been all that great at resolutions if I’m honest. In fact this post by…

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Poetry & Prose Round-up: Ringing in 2018!

Fond Festive Memories Another Christmas present has become a Christmas past, and so I’ll begin my round-up with an enchanting tale: A ‘Mum Muddling Through’ Christmas Carol.  It feels like five minutes since we were Putting up the Decs (Mums’ Army), but somehow we’re here in 2018 with another festive season under our belt. I…

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Poetry & Prose Round-up: As Christmas draws closer

Dear Santa… It’s time to dig out those glitter pens once again. Christmas is twinkling just around the corner, so this month I’m bringing you a Christmas round-up with all the trimmings! Early December is my very favourite time of year.  Probably more than the big day itself!  I love the anticipation, the excitement, and…

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Poetry & Prose Round-up: Woolly hats & welly boots

With a pinch of pumpkin spice… October has passed in a blur of pumpkins, conkers, woolly hats and welly boots. We have celebrated our very first half term for our eldest as she started “Big School” this year. Along with the obligatory Harvest Festival we have enjoyed getting to grips with all of the new…

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Poetry & Prose Round-up: As the nights draw in

Bringing in the ’ember months and a new school year. The ’ember months are in full swing and summer is now just a hazy memory. The lazy days of the school holidays have passed by in a blur, and for some of us it has felt like The Last Summer (The Parent Poet).   Those of…

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Poetry & Prose Round-up: Tempus Fugit

Time Flies Summer. Sunny blue-sky days and balmy nights. ‘Chilled mornings, fun afternoons. Awesome days at the beach. Doing what we feel like, not what we have to’ (Mum Turned Mom). A time for ‘reading for pleasure, creating art just for the sake of creating art, and beachcombing for sea glass, pebbles and shells'(Marija Smits).…

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