Talking Frankly is about everything from housework to human rights. It is a mixture of observation, commentary and opinions.
It also contains a lot of profanity along with the humanity. And please don’t steal my work. Somebody invariably dobs you in and it gets messy.
Enjoy!
Ich liebe dich du (but I am not a Berliner)
Do you guys know Dr Leanne Winter? She's Raising Boys and getting the old brainbox going on the big, the small, the unusual and the everyday. I've not got boys but I've met them and I sure hope my girls get to meet the ones whose parents she has influenced as they get...
There but for the grace of somebody go I.
I was very lucky today to be nominated for a Liebster Award by the fantastic Dr Leanne Winters on her Raising Boys blog today. If you haven't read her, you should check her out her out here, yep, here where it is highlighted!And I was going to Liebster it...
How 9 years ago I didn’t fall in love with Nick.
In the June of 2004 in South East London, as I sat upon the sofa of my new house share, gormlessly starring at the TV, munching popcorn (because not uncommonly at this period of my life I was living on popcorn and water for a couple of days prior to payday), a...
Sicker than the very sickest thing you’ve EVER heard of. Or something
I just finished a week off. It was supposed to be a holiday but turned into 'the week I have enjoyed the least in my parenting career'. Or you might choose 'completely horrid', 'unenjoyable' or 'totally f#*ked'.And I was going to try and blog about it but...
How Spamalot finished my athletic career
Before I took up this running malarky (ie today), there was only one sport in which I truly excelled.And that was 'The Bouquet Toss'. Before Beyonce, all the singles ladies had only one way to get a ring on it and that was to catch the bouquet at a wedding and...
Guest Post: Before Sheldon there was Slapdash
Today's post is by the completely bonkers Slapdash Mama (also known as Sarah). She does talking frankly in a way I'll never crack and I always love reading her blog - her energy leaps from the screen and I admire both the energetic and the articulate. I am...
Sadly, I’m no tampon advert
This exercise malarky has found me ill-equipped in more ways than just fitness. source1. My running is uglyI'm not joking. I jog like a wounded beast, lumbering along on the inside of my feet for a hundred metres or so before lapsing back into the wheezing...
30 is too young to give up
On a morning TV show this week they were asking if people should settle when it came to choosing a life partner once they reached 30. Recently, a friend was freaking out because he was about to turn 30 and hadn't decided what he wanted to be. Another...
A win for democracy? Ed Husic is a better person than me
I've been at home today, lying under the blankets feeling sorry for myself as I battle a cold. When I was younger my parents used to say "you're not martyr material" like it was a bad thing (for those unfamiliar with martyrs they generally end up dead)....
The end of an era. The beginning of history.
When my Great Aunt Cis was born in 1922, she was not yet an Aunt and not yet great. She was but a tiny scrap of humanity, arrived early. The world hadn't got around to inventing humidicribs and the like to maximise the chances of premature babies so the...
Carrying baggage. A modern conundrum.
We carry a lot of baggage with us these days. And I'm not talking the ex-boyfriends, the family relationships, the work weirdo, the rude sandwich maker, the unmade apology, the parenting mistakes and missed opportunities dating back to infancy. I'm talking...
The journey from faith to science (or back)
Breaking news today: Nik Wallenda has just walked across the Grand Canyon on a rope.With a stick.In jeans.In fact he 'ran the last few metres', as you do.And moved from thanking the good Lord for the view to thanking his sponsor, The Discovery Channel, for...