Author Archives: thepogblog
Wooden Spoon Tuesday
It’s Tuesday. And my car didn’t even turn over when I tried to leave for Mum and Dads this morning when it was -5. Mr R did magic with jump leads though and luckily (for this set of circumstances) it’s … Continue reading
Introducing A Muddled Life Guide
When you have a baby there are about eighty billion books to choose from to help you through it. I mean I get that. You have a small human to keep alive and who doesn’t need some sort of manual … Continue reading
Freezin’
This morning when I took Percy our for our morning plod it was -3.5. I am part toad. (Mum told me this. And it was years ago – nothing to do with my animal impressions this time). So between us, … Continue reading
Tuesday and my super trouper, dancing queen
Today’s Tuesday started with a trip to Tesco. For those who have ventured here with Mum before it can be a rocky experience and few leave unscathed… …However, it turns out giving Mum full control of the trolley and giving … Continue reading
A stepmum promotion
The first few years of stepmum-ing were pretty awful. There. I said it. I know you’re not supposed to, and yes, there were some good times, but mostly it was the absolute hardest thing I have done. I get on … Continue reading
Tuesdays
Tuesdays can go either way. Tuesdays are the day I go and see my parents and how they go depends a lot on Mums frame of mind. And Mums frame of mind can change in a matter of minutes Dad … Continue reading
Percivus Maximus II
It’s been a while again. I posted this on Percy’s instagram page (https://www.instagram.com/percy_and_pog/) and my Facebook page this weekend and people seemed to like it. So I thought you might too… Percy and Mr R share a birthday and this … Continue reading
Snacking on my eyeballs
I did it! I did the camping! And I am never, ever camping in a tent again… Don’t get me wrong: I loved the outside-ness of it. I loved the chance to explore somewhere new. I loved cooking on a … Continue reading
Bank holiday adventuring
In my ‘committed spinster with a cat and (slightly out of control) crochet habit’ days my weekends consisted of…well, crochet; usually with the company of Norman cat, late night TV or Radio 4, lunch at Mum and Dad’s with my … Continue reading
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