Category Archives: Family
Lost in Translation
I read a post over at Life of an Expat Parent this week about some of the differences between Brits and Americans – what they say, and what they actually mean. It inspired me to dig out and finish this post which has been sitting in my drafts folder for a couple of weeks…
DorkyDad and I were sitting watching an old episode of Mock the Week a couple of nights ago when, for some reason, Jimmy Saville was mentioned.
“Jim’ll Fix It?” said DorkyDad. “What the hell is Jim’ll Fix It?!”
“It was a TV show. He was a guy that wore shiny tracksuits and a big medallion, and helped little kids dreams come true, and then they got a big Jim Fixed It For Me medallion to wear around their neck too!” I said.
And then I realised how odd that sounded.
Project 52: Week 14
Anyone who knows DorkySon knows that he is crazy about cars. You cannot step into our house without also stepping on a small, sharp vehicle of some kind. He loves books about cars, television shows about cars, standing in the living room window watching cars queuing at the petrol station across the road from us (he may have been the only person in the country delighted by the recent fuel strike debacle…).
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The Years Fly By
This time three years ago, I was spending my second day in hospital after a long and fairly messy birth. DorkySon still didn’t have a name – we had been so sure that we were having a girl that we hadn’t really given much thought to boys’ names – and it was almost a week before we finally settled on one.
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Silent Sunday
This is also my Week 13 entry for Project 52.
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