2017 has been a weird little blogging year around here. I think I posted twice in January and then disappeared until April. I don’t know what happened, either. It’s old news. We are not there any more. But as I plan to get more wordy this month and next year, I thought I’d take a deep breath and give you a rundown on my most popular posts of 2017. Or since April. 10. Coffee & Questions – This one was…
It takes me a while to make a decision, but once I do, I go for it. I’d been debating getting my own domain around here for ages, read up on other people’s experiences, but y’know, didn’t push the button. Because I was comfortable with WordPress.com, liked them (still do), appreciated the community, (still do) and saw no reason to change the habits of a blogging lifetime seven years. (Edit: I’ve been blogging 8 years now.) And yet. When I…
And so, I set up this nifty new domain, my blogging composition book has titles written in it, I’m all excited to add words to those titles. And…nothing. Well, some stuff. Noise in the kitchen. Where I write. I would dearly love to have a door I could shut for 2 or 3 hours, and then I’d write, open the door and do the other things. But since my writing has to happen around my life, on the kitchen table,…
Isla talks non-stop. Not her fault, she’s my kid. Sometimes, I post our conversations on Facebook. What follows is a collection of actual conversations with my three year-old daughter. All of these are unprompted. She has my sarcastic genes. Isla: Mumma, you’re cheeky. And you’re also kind of cute. Me: Day made? Isla on Hallowe’en… ‘Mumma, we got a pumpkin.’ ‘You’re MY pumpkin.’ ‘I know dat. But we got a real one from the shops.’ Isla on the rules… Me:…
And so, this time last week I was sitting in a very accessible coffee shop in Edinburgh with two former colleagues I hadn’t seen in a while. We were catching up before I realised they hadn’t seen Isla in a REALLY long time. ‘But I feel like I’m in your house every day,’ said one. ‘I look forward to your Isla posts every morning,’ said the other. It’s a good thing I’m cross-eyed too, because I was able to look…
