Metal Mummy

In response to me, saying I can buy him an airsoft pistol for Christmas, but he can’t have it or use it before then, James had a bit of a wobbler. After saying, repeatedly, that it was pure torture, he … Continue reading →

Freyja’s not going to appreciate this post when she grows up and reads it – she’ll probably say something like “Mum, you are so embarrassing, I hate you!”, but I’ll deal with that when and if it happens. Last night, … Continue reading →

I always look forward to weekends… Mainly ‘cuz when Freyja decides to winge, Daddy can sort it!