Not A Frumpy Mum

Halloween

Halloween

For years we didn’t celebrate Halloween, we were the ones turning the lights off and pretending we weren’t home. It’s only since we moved into our current house five years ago that we’ve started to get into the swing of things. It’s one of the reasons I love living in a small village, there is a real sense of community, which is never more evident than on Halloween. The pumpkin carving is a serious business. Patterns are researched and each year needs to be a step up from the last. Halloween afternoon is spent hollowing out pumpkins and trying to…

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My Favourite Season

My Favourite Season

If I’m being honest I don’t really have a favourite season.  I think they all have their good and their bad points, and I try to focus on the positives of the season we are currently enjoying.  This is very unlike my husband who always seems to want the season he isn’t in.  In the middle of summer he’s longing for Christmas and come January he’s wishing that the sunny days were here. So rather than focus on my favourite season I’m going to focus on my favourite things of each season. Autumn the fall in temperature allowing the scarves…

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I’m A Post Holiday Slob

I’m A Post Holiday Slob

I take holiday planning quite seriously.  It’s booked months in advance, so we have something to look forward to.  A few new pieces are carefully chosen to update my summer wardrobe and the holiday haircut is booked in.  Insurance, check.  Currency, check.  Passports and all vital documents, all checked and safely secured in their travel wallet ready to go into the hand luggage.  The taxi-man (or Dad as he prefers to be called) is booked and we’re ready to go! Unfortunately all of my enthusiasm has been used up in the before holiday phase, so there’s not that much left for our homecoming!  I wish I could be one of those people…

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Wakey Wakey, Rise and Shine!

Wakey Wakey, Rise and Shine!

I’ve never been a morning person. Just ask my mum, she’ll back me up. As a teenager my dad was banned from speaking to me for at least half an hour after I woke up. His cheery banter was the last thing I needed first thing! Occasionally he’d give it another go, to see if I’d mellowed, only to receive a withering look from mum and probably a slammed door from me (stroppy mare that I was). I love my bed, at all times of the day. Nothing better than a sneaky afternoon nap tucked up in bed, although these…

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