Mums know best – out of the mouths of harridans

So, in the midst of post-Brexit chaos, the fight for the leadership of the Conservative party rumbles on, tossing aside carcasses as if mown down by the wheel-blades of some post apocalyptic desert vehicle from Mad Max.  First Boris ‘take back control, until I need to actually take control’ Johnson, followed by  Liam ‘nepotism is […]

Repercussions for generations to come 

My heart is broken. Physically, I am displaying the following symptoms; dull ache in the chest, gut wrenching and knotted stomach.  Emotionally, an overwhelming sadness.  I can’t stop crying. Last time I experienced these was when a significant long-term romantic relationship ended.  Which means that I was actually in love with the European Union, and […]

PANKY’s EU Referendum breakdown

With a little over a week to go until the biggest decision the British public have faced, and are likely to face in their lifetime, I thought it only right as an aunty to ten munchkins in Blighty; to proffer my concerns for their future. There has been much weeping and wailing and beating of breasts […]

Reasons why I don’t have kids #53

What a time to be alive!!!  And I don’t know how to write that in a way that you’ll understand just how sad the whole sorry mess is. And that I am in no way joking.  Dennis Leary said it best when he said, ‘Racism isn’t born, folks, it’s taught. I have a two-year-old son. […]

Reasons why I don’t have kids #52

After the events of the past couple of weeks, (no, I’m not talking about blah, blah Brexit, legend Ali passing away or rapists’ father and friends trying to garner sympathy for  the poor perpetrator who can’t eat steak anymore.  Just the kids vs wild animals sagas), I’ve realised that being a parent is costlier than […]

Women of a certain age

In the last couple of weeks I have experienced a pretty surprising couple of contretemps in my Twitter timeline.  This is a first for me.  But, not one to shy away from confrontation, if it’s warranted, I faced them head on in a virtual sparring match.  Interestingly, both conflabs were with (for the most part, […]

The longer it is, the harder it gets

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It’s been thirty -four days since my last blog post, and these are my sins….. *(I looked that up on catholicsareus.com, lots of advice on how to Catholic there). Wow!  Being irreverent is HaaaaRRD, with a capital H for Hard, at the moment. Look, see it’s right there […]

Reasons why I don’t have kids #51

“It takes a whole village to raise a child”, or so the saying goes.  And so with people scattering around the world, becoming more and more solitary when they eventually land there (social media correspondents), and less and less interested to know those around us – a cursory nod to the neighbour, virtually extinct these […]

My Sex and the City moment

…….But with MaryPaz shoes, Carrie’s let herself go and gained two stone, no pop-up gallery openings and ‘Mr Vanilla‘ not ‘Mr Big’. Although I have dropped my bag (condoms an’ all), in public and worn a tiara, that’s probably where the similarity ends….  Every so often, the mist clears from my eyes, and I see […]

Life lessons from Mr Vanilla

So, I fell off the Tinder wagon, after claiming I was going dating ‘organic’, at the same time I hopped right back on the booze bus, after (Dry January and a half).  Still – more or less – sugarfree; I should be thankful for small, self-control mercies I suppose. I also bought a month on […]