Fighting words

Husband and I are having an argument. It’s been going on for weeks. I think he’s being unreasonable. He thinks I’m being unreasonable. (As is the way with arguments.) So I thought I’d make a bad situation worse by telling you about it. See what you think. A lovely ex-employee of mine is holding an art exhibition in the […]

Happy pills

Nothing beats asking a children’s pirate/magician if he can do a “zombie/pirate/magician” for putting the spring back in your step. And here I was thinking I needed happy pills. Or more exercise. Or less alcohol. Or a good shake. Something to stop me being so down on everything. It seems I just needed to do some zombie cajoling for Sprog 1’s birthday party: “Shouldn’t be […]