Quarantine. Isolation. Imprisoment. Incarceration. Nouns which conjure a stark image of darkness. Pictures spring to mind of sterile cells. The … More
Category: Freedom Fridays
Not So Freedom-Friday
We made a call today. It was a tricky one. We didn’t send Harry in to nursery. Were we being … More
Freedom Fridays – Over-spenders Anonymous
My name is Karen. And I’m a spendaholic. In the days pre-me, Mr Unyoung used to save most of his … More
Freedom Fridays – Granny Time
After a whirlwind week of Westcountry antics, we are home. There was no way we were missing our paid day … More
Freedom Fridays – Self Love
The day for lovers. The day we celebrate hearts, flowers, romance and ridiculously over-priced cards and gifts. Happy Valentine’s day … More
Freedom Fridays – What Are You Grateful For?
I love my Fridays. I love my boy. I love having this time at home with him. But I really … More
Freedom Fridays – Cravings
Breakfast is not on the agenda before dropping the Wrigglato off at nursery on a Friday. It has to wait … More
Freedom Fridays – Broody Anyone?
Morning all! Happy Friday! It’s a dull and damp day here in Essex and has me longing for the verdant … More
Freedom Fridays – Hot Wheels
Considering we have been without Daddy Unyoung since Monday, this has been a surprisingly easy week. It hasn’t been without … More
Freedom Fridays – The Tantrum Tales
This will have to be a stealth post. It’s been in my head the whole day long but even without … More
