Universal, free childcare: Utopian ideal or red-herring dead-end?
Over the last week the Labour party has started bouncing around the idea of universal, free childcare again. They must, in part, suspect it will be a vote winner. Just at the moment, so many of the...
View ArticleFor the people, by the people
Earlier this week, having coffee and great cake with some Mummy chums, my biggest fan (she knows who she is) told me that my recent post on Robert Winston and Christmas brought a tear to her eye. (You...
View ArticleGreatest Hits from my First Album
Now, as this goes live, I am away for the weekend. My nephew’s baptism in London calls, and a pleasant weekend with family will no doubt ensue. But I didn’t want to go away without having posted...
View ArticleBlogging for the blogosphere
In the last eight days I have had three guest posts published, and my first paid-for blog has gone live too. Now I know I have a page about making it as a writer, but I felt an urge that I won’t...
View ArticleFor hire: Me
There are often times when a little synchronicity in the Universe means that an issue that is preoccupying me personally is also keeping politicians and journalists busy too. As a 40-something woman...
View ArticleFor my next trick? A book.
I want to write a book. Doesn’t everyone? Yes – but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t. Every day in twitter land I read a tweet from a new author on the brink of being published, or a more established one...
View ArticleThanks for the blog-prompt, Spencer
So I listened to Spencer, who blogs over at Dad and Proud, talking at Britmums Live (for non-bloggers, it’s a conference for parenting bloggers). He’d done some market research for his talk (admitting...
View Articlefrom the e to the t to the n; you are what you type
Keypad tiles on laptop fading, white showing beneath the black, For a year they have been tap-tap-tapped But, with iNTEnsity, they have worn; These three letters – E, T, N. Why these ones, in...
View Articleto airy thinness beat
A valediction: forbidden mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say The breath goes now, and some say, No: So let us melt,...
View ArticleGoing on up to the server in the sky
If there is one flaw with blogging, it is the way great pieces of writing become buried under the next post, and the next post, and the one after that. They are all too quickly too hard to find, lost...
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