Perhaps you could take five minutes to read below and think about it, in the context of your life and the decisions of your Governments. Many of our grandparents fought and died in the Second World War, afterwards everyone agreed this - The Universal Declaration of Human Rights - no more commentary needed. Article 1. All … Continue reading Have you ever read this? It’s compelling.
Some of you may be aware of the #30dayswild challenge run by the UK Wildlife Trust throughout June. Some of you may have seen the gorgeous magazine-worthy blog and Instagram posts recording the "Random Acts of Wildness" that over 49,000 people, including me, have signed up to commit... here's ours. So, we're home educating. We are … Continue reading #30dayswild – here’s how we’re doing!
I didn't really want to blog about the UK General Election, I am not really knowledgeable enough, in fact, I fear that my typical cuss-filled indignant rhetoric more likely sends people careering in the opposite direction to the one I hope to inspire them to follow... but here goes. It's nearly 10am, it's already voting day, … Continue reading Incendiary Divisiveness
Written for World Autism Awareness Week: this is my equivalent of the shaved head, raffle or sponsored slim. If it touches you at all, please click here to make a donation to the National Autistic Society or at least, share as widely as you can so we can hopefully tap into some rich people... Pause Accidents will happen (even in … Continue reading Pause: an alphabetical proverbial poem about adulting and parenting
Sometimes days are just perfect for no reason other than you are 100% living them. Warm soft sand, warm soft breeze, warm soft family, warm soft arms, warm soft words... ...rather belatedly via Photo Challenge: Relax PS - the original high-resolution files for these images are lost, it serves as a reminder to relax, live … Continue reading Photo Challenge: Relax
Words can inflame situations and words can burn and scar. So often I hear parents ruining an amazing learning moment with thoughtless words, leaving the child scorched, smarting in pain and with nothing salvageable left from their experience. Mum! I made a boat that floated all the way across the puddle and... Junior, why are your … Continue reading Scorched: parenting and learning