Thursday 12 July 2012


How typical of my personality to find myself sneaking back over to my lovely little original blog and having a mournful "those were the days" sort of look around. It's all changed!! I feel like one of those parents who take their children back to where they used to live and the little house has turned into a block of flats, or been raised to the ground, or the sweet shop is now a phone shop, or whatever, you get the picture. I haven't written a post on here for two years. I suspect it's defunct. Grown hairs all over it (like it's owner). But I miss it. Because it was simple and honest and fun. Over at my other blog I've got a bit stuck. Because it's become a little bit of a monster - in a bite the hand that writes sort of way. Only because all the wrong people now read it regularly and if that isn't enough to put a stop to any sort of freedom of speech then I don't know what it. But over here? I wonder if I popped back from time to time and wrote a sneaky little post I'd get away with it. Probably not. Not anymore.

 My ex husband must be coming up to his two year wedding anniversary to Builder Bloke's wife. Still stressy and complicated but the kids are all growing up fast so it gets easier in that way. Builder Bloke and I got back together for a while and then split up again for a while and now.... Not really sure what's going on. It's still a bloody rollercoaster, that's for sure. Right, that's enough. Going back to my big grown up blog again now. You're not supposed to look back are regrets and all that. But still. Felt good to be here. Maybe I'll be back again soon.

Monday 14 June 2010


In the end I had no choice. On his birthday, three months after I'd stopped seeing him he literally nearly ran me over as I crossed at the lights and when I stopped to talk to him, my heart stopped with me.

All the pain and mess and rubbish that we've had to deal with and yet, there was still an undeniable pull. Neither of us unable to let go of. Slowly, slowly we began to assess the damage. Look to the future.

Could we handle the situation? Our Ex's getting married next month? Was it too embarrassing to find ourselves inadvertently part of a wife swap? Did we really care? How could we manage the children?

Anyway. It's now been a few months of just pure love and happiness and passion. It's unlikely to last at that level. We'll both be dead within the year. Will need to calm down. Will need to stop eating and drinking!

I have got my "BBBBB" - Builder Bloke Beer Belly Back which he loves. I spend months trying to lose it and the minute he is back he spends weeks encouraging it back. He loves all that girly squishy belly skin - says it's the new look = Britney, Christina - it's all the rage. In fact he says it's the sign of motherhood and we should all be proud of it. Well. It makes me feel better about it anyway.

Thursday 11 March 2010


Just to let you know I've moved.....

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