New Year, New You
The mother first spotted the advert in the South London Press. It was after the section on stabbings and shootings but before the sport.
Every mother’s worst nightmare.
Hi folks, sorry there has been such a long gap since my last post. This blog post is now well overdue, however when you read this story, you’ll realise its lateness is actually quite fitting. Well, it’s almost the end of January, and Christmas is well and truly…
Parenting Blues by W.H Vardy!
Stop all the clocks, Put down your mobile phone Prevent the dog from barking on a juicy bone, Silence the dishwasher and with muffled drum In walks my child, And the moaning comes Let aero planes high above us, flee abroad …
I’m Dreaming of a Shite Chritmas
The Mother must have been about 19 when you had celebrated her what was to be her last at home, Oh but what a memorable Christmas it was. If she could remember rightly she had spent the…
Leyton – Part 3
The children were gripped following the twists and turns of the debate between her and Leyton. Abdul piped up “Yeah, I’ve seen a dinosaur too Miss.” While Ava shouted out excitingly “Miss, Miss, are you going to…
Leyton – part 2
To be fair, it wasn’t the whole class or even half the class. In fact, in reality, it was just one boy, one boy who went by the name of Leyton Baxter. If there ever was a…
Alfred – The End
George and Gladys – I miss you so much. Brighton has just not been the same since you relocated. Shanie (The Border Collie) I hope you are having fun with Kimble in dog heaven xxxx Her grandfather…
