I don’t like to take life too seriously. If you’re partial to a bit of good old fashioned British humour, with a hint of sarcasm and (always) a twinkle in the eye – not forgetting the chocolate coating – you’ve pretty much summed me up.
It’s not so much your run of the mill mum-blog, as an observation of life in general. You really have to go there to see what I mean, but I tend to leave the nappy stuff to the first time mums (who still find the various shades of poo exciting) and instead concentrate on the interesting stuff. Like, um, how I came to squash a snail, fold-up bikes and flat pack furniture.
I’m not really selling this am I? Well, I guess you’ll either like me or you won’t.
It is a very pretty site though. And I do poems too [yeah, that’ll sway ‘em]. Well, strictly speaking I like to think of it as more rhymey stuff than real poetry, but it keeps me off the streets. Maybe I should read my poems on the streets? Sorry, I digress.
To sum up, I’m English, I’m a mum of three, I have, by some miracle, managed to stay married (to the same man) for 18 years and I like writing about stupid stuff. If you’ve got to this point and are still reading, you’d probably like my site – so I’ll see you there!
Visit English Mum at www.anenglishmum.com
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