Author Archives: thepogblog
That back to school time of year
There’s a week or so in September that can be slightly tricky if – for whatever reason – you don’t have children. You might have guessed it; it’s the week schools go back and social media gets flooded with images … Continue reading
Top 10 teen holiday observations
We did it! We did a week away in France – including a 600 mile drive there and 600 miles back – and nobody died. (And I didn’t get refused entry in or out with my dodgy passport photo!) So, … Continue reading
Houdini Norman
We’ve lived in this house – Our Towers (rather than Pog Towers, where I used to live on my own) – for almost 5 years. One of the ‘things’ a lot of houses in this area have is glass doors … Continue reading
Holiday planning
OK, so I might be Mrs R now <eeek!>, but rather than marrying into the sensibleness and grown up-ness I thought I had, it seems I might have just dragged Himself deeper into the world of Pog. Let me tell … Continue reading
Stuck in No Man’s Land
I mentioned the slight Pog shaped incident on the very last leg of an amazing honeymoon in a previous post, but forgot to add the story here. My passport is seven years old and I do look quite different in … Continue reading
Speech-ing
I did a speech at my wedding. Of course I did :o) I thought it would be easy as it was a relatively small group of very lovely friends, but I was still very shaky and nervous, although I did … Continue reading
Best. Day. Ever.
It’s been a while. Three months exactly, apparently! And now I’m writing this as a married lady – in theory that Bridget Jones persona became a thing of the past almost three weeks ago. On the 24th June I married … Continue reading
Speeches and chocolate mice
I’ve been writing my wedding speech. I’m in total panic as I realised this weekend that it’s ten weeks on Friday that we’ll do the marrying thing. (I know it’s not normal for the bride to do a speech, and … Continue reading
Dog poo gate
Do you ever have those moments when you get so grumpy you almost step outside yourself and become someone else? Last week I was walking Percy and noticed seven, yes SEVEN bags of dog poo in a pile at the … Continue reading
Feeling (very, very) guilty
So, having Covid is a bit rubbish. Managing to possibly give it to both your parents doesn’t come close. I mean, we don’t 100% know that it was down to me, but I looked after Mum on the Monday – … Continue reading
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