Parenting Issues

I think we have teenagers in the house.  You can recognise the signs.  Teenagers come in various distinctive forms but teenagers they are.  There are the ones who pull their hair across their faces, who skulk in the corners and deep recesses of life and who are awkward in their shyness.  That’s Rocky.  Dependent but... Continue Reading →

Birdy Bulletin

There’re dangers in getting ‘too attached’.  But how can you avoid attachment?  Care is what motivated you to take action in the first place, to get involved.  Care is motivated by respect and interest in another being, whether that being is on the same scale as yourself or not.  Attachment is just when that care... Continue Reading →

Progress Report

Me I am not an hysteric, I just don't like the dentist.  At all.  I died.  I'm sure.  And have had my face, skull and jaw completely reshaped courtesy of some wrestling moves by the dentist guy, that's why they make you wear those safety goggles you know, so that they can spend an hour... Continue Reading →

Famous Five

It is late and there are plenty of other things going on in my life and in my head but I promised to keep you all updated with my feathered foster children. Sneaky seemed to have magically deflated this morning.  He's only heaviest by 1 g.  Maybe it was like a defense thing or something. ... Continue Reading →

And Then There Were Four

Yesterday I said how we were a little bit worried how Manky was always being left on his own but by late evening they had bonded nicely and were all huddling together.  Three little blue tits wedged together at one of a loo roll tube! They wake with the dawn and are immediately hungry.  From... Continue Reading →

In Other News

Look what Celi made me do! That is a mixed berries daquiri made from that frozen berry mix that I used in those muffins, some vanilla sugar (because I have a wee tub in my cupboard from when the husband thought that it was a good idea and vanilla essence doesn't seem to blend with... Continue Reading →

Overrun

I don't know if you've ever slept in a tent before.  Tents seem to be a bit like Marmite for dividing people, you either take to camping like a duck to water (and mud) or think it's a slow, cold, dirty, torturous death.  I like camping.  But sleeping in a tent does a weird thing... Continue Reading →

Trifecta: Scandal

A new challenge for me today, I'm posting a short piece of fiction in response to this week's Trifecta prompt.  Trifecta prompts require a piece between 33 and 333 words using the third definition of the word provided, the word in that original form must also be used within the piece.  This week's word is... Continue Reading →

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