Unhappy Families – at least you can pick your friends – part the fourth.
You might have been following the “Unhappy Families – at least you can pick your friend” story and the fall-out from an innocuous question and answer, and of the aftermath of the … Continue reading →
Unhappy Families – at least you can pick your friends – part the third.
I make no apology for the airing of dirty laundry and tawdry family behaviour in what follows. I’m as amazed and amused as you might be; The cast, a family … Continue reading →
Unhappy Families – at least you can pick your friends – it continues.
I was all “Woe is me” recently, it’d been about 15 months since the mother died, and coming from a widely dispersed family settling the estate was proving a problem. … Continue reading →
Growing up – the one with the frustration.
I care about my children a lot, and whilst by no means the best parent I think that between me and MrsPubyah we did an okay job. Currently #1 son … Continue reading →
Unhappy Families – at least you can pick your friends.
My mother died just over a year ago March 2011, and despite her age suddenly, and without a will. I’m from what would now be considered a large family of 8 children … Continue reading →
Feeding time at the family zoo
It’s unusual for us as a family not to all eat at the time, particularly for the evening meal. It’s a habit we’ve always endeavored to maintain. Sometimes we may … Continue reading →
Growing up – the one with the Ball Gown
And I don’t know why it’s special or what significance it has, since they didn’t have school balls when I were a lad.
When the children grow up – the one with the memories
Daughter is having a fine old time recounting to us her version of her childhood. There are a couple of stand out stories so far. They all start with “Do you … Continue reading →
Helping them grow up – the frustrating bit
Having two children, one a boy and one a girl. and with them having diametrically opposed dispositions is making for a fractious time. The awkward bit after teenage and before … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – A New Car redux
This time though…. Well we still do have the big red garden ornament, its outside gathering a cobweb and surrounded by road cones as the road works goes on around … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – A New Car revisited.
Insert swearing word here, well insert a few. Seems that although superficially the new to you car was pretty tidy turns out it was just waiting to blow up. Firstly … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – Part the Seventh – Getting your life back
not getting another cat, that would be a bit of a win. I’m sure we don’t want to become crazy pet people who substitute dogs or cats for kids and tie themselves with a badge of courage for doing so
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – Part the Sixth – A New Car
Well we found a car, a very low mileage two owner Mazda Astina 1994 – which makes it only slightly younger that the #Boychild, and so we brought it. It comes as … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – Part the Fifth – Cars
A couple of years ago #Boychild wanted a car, and we made him save his hard-earned cash for one. It was only a ‘bomb’, and was never going to last … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – Part the Fourth
but when he sits next to me with a gamestaionboy device I know he’s been more focussed on some qualification and experience in something that’ll do him no good and have no relevance in anything he wants to do in life.
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – Part the Third
I grit my teeth, oh I really do. Daughter will not keep here room space tidy. I get surface mess, I just don’t appreciate piles of clothes, It’s very trying. … Continue reading →
Christmas – what’s with that
Christmas – How mad do people go? As parents you of course like to show public largess to your children, and your closest friends. However the need to buy a … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one- Part the Second
My son has had an epiphany, his moment of realisation, that bit as a teenager when you have a stream of consciousness, the outpouring of everything that you think you’ve done … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one
“That my son is not a plan it’s actually a bit of a nightmare”




