Smothering Sunday

Today I’m thankful that I still have a mother, but if we’re going to have a day to celebrate mothers, please don’t ask me to:

Bake a cake for a fundraiser

Select a nanna scarf for me before I’m a grandmother

Volunteer for any initiative to improve the lives of already well-off people

Mend garments or

Clean up after babies

Also please don’t:

Buy me ugly socks

Make me a ceramic thingy that I’ll smash

Give me any more craft

Advise me to take vitamins, colonics, miracle cures or go for a run

Rescue another animal for me

Suggest helpful ways to brighten my floors

Today I don’t want to grow, inspire, achieve, strive or nurture, I’m cranky and I’m having a day off. Please quickly bring me a bottle of gin, tonic, lemons and an obedient bar man, then close the door on your way out. Your best present for Mumma is obedience and a big dose of shush.

Mother and Child Reunion Boney M


The gift that keeps on giving

I love it when I find a lovely Christmas gift tucked away and forgotten in a cupboard. Today I dug out Dan and Dave’s 2016 Xmas chutney (made from Granny’s top secret family recipe) and it went perfectly with what I was eating. Beer and chutney are a winning combination aren’t they gastronomes?

In the words of my favourite chef, Cookie Monster, “Me so full, but me can always eat one more.” I can’t wait to get stuck into my advent calendar tomorrow.