Mouse, Moo & Me Too
Hello! Welcome to my blog. You’ll find a lot about parenting (minimal advice, I promise), a fair amount about health and fitness (abs goals), and some tear-jerking misery porn. Plus the odd review and a few nice photos. Oh, and sometimes a recipe that I’ve ripped off from a proper recipe website.
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I had the great pleasure of another trip to my local theatre this week, where Pygmalion has just started a three week run. I've watched some wonderful plays at Nuffield Southampton Theatres recently, which have kept me in the good books of both my children and...read more
I love a good birth story, me. Tell me yours and I'll ooh and aah in all the right places, and probably have a little cry too. Did you know that April is Cesarean Awareness Month? I didn't, which is rather shameful as I've had one. Anyway, here I am, at the end...read more
I've been running a few guest posts recently, you may have noticed. I hope you're enjoying them - so far I've covered money saving and working mum fashion. This week, it's time to chat about one of my most favourite things in all the land - MAKE-UP! So, do you know...read more
For a good few years now, Ye Olde Southampton has had a "bit". Down the bottom end of town, the "bit" was a mighty amount of space with absolutely nothing in it but gravel. Then, site hoarding. Then, heavy plant. Then, pizza. Yay for pizza! Hailed as a "dining...read more
Now, I like to think I'm moderately fit. Not a pro, obviously, but maintaining fitness and training regularly is up there in my top three 'do not take this away from her' list... I can't imagine a life without sweat or Lycra. What's not to love? Anyone can be a...read more
When I went back to work this time around, I had visions of making myself look effortlessly chic, day in, day out. Yeah, turns out it's pretty hard. Notwithstanding that between getting dressed and getting to my desk, I've usually been pawed at and mauled by two pairs...read more
Sorry, that was a slightly deliberately misleading title. We'll talk about the decline of the Great British pub another time. In fact, I'll get my husband to write it while I work through my gin cabinet. No, of course I mean your local park. Have you heard of...read more
Last week, I had what I affectionately term as "a bloody shit day". In retrospect, nothing bad actually happened, but I remember commenting to my husband over text that "oh I don't know, I just feel like a failure today". Call it parent pressure. This isn't one of...read more
Well, I went back to work in January and thought I'd generally be having a really lovely time, what with being reacquainted with a disposable income and spare spends and everything. Er, not so. I'm actually poorer than I was when I was on maternity leave. Money saving...read more
They say it's not what you know, it's who you know. I say it's not who you know, but how well they feed you. This week, I was lucky enough to be sent some brownies in the post, and by Christ I held a vigil by the letterbox on that day. I've known Hannah for a while,...read more