BritMums Good Reads: Without mum, Google and parenting

On the school run home today I wound down the window whilst my daughters and I squealed with delight: we saw the first of our daffodils had opened. There are bumblebees bumbling around the lawn and wild bunnies chomping at the pansies outside the front door. Spring, people. It’s springing out there. So if the joy…

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Good Reads February 2015

Despite February being absurdly cold at points I feel Spring may be on the horizon. There are snowdrops in the chicken pen and the daffodils are beginning to poke through up in the woods, reminding me that Mother’s Day isn’t too far in the future. But before Spring is officially here; now that you have…

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Good Reads: Farewell to my daughter, shaking it off and iEverything

I don’t know where the Christmas break went, but whilst you were busy enjoying the break from the alarm clock and trying to figure out where you were going to put all the new toys your children were lucky enough to receive, I have been scouring the internet for posts that will keep you reading…

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Good Reads: East Enders, the Telegraph and Ello

The great decline to Christmas has begun now that Halloween is over. The Ads are all over the TV, the Strictly Come Dancing Contestants have been whittled down to the serious contenders, and there is debate on social media about what will be Christmas Number One. As someone who has a birthday at the end…

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Good Reads May 2014

Hello! How are things? Did you miss me? Probably not, but to flatter my own ego I am going to assume that you pined. For hours. And speaking of pining, with half-term a hop skip and jump away I am confident that I shall be pining for school mere minutes after 9am on Monday morning,…

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Good Reads February 2014

The season of Love is upon us! Are you feeling it? No, me neither. I’m mostly feeling wet and miserable. Then I tell myself to snap out of it because I do not live in the Somerset Levels and Lord knows that they have been wet and miserable since well before Christmas. On which happy…

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