NSFSR

We’ve all seen the NSFW tag added to videos on the Internet that generally entice me to watch them even more.  Usually with the sound off in case the Ls pick up any words they haven’t yet heard me utter under my breath or use whilst driving.  Anyway I *think* I just made up NSFSR in relation to a friend’s pyjama wearing.  It seems there are pyjamas that are suitable, and some that aren’t.  I’m assuming this also depends on whether you have to leave the confines of your car to walk your children to their classroom or indeed the distance you need to travelRead More →

One day Big L may read this (sooner rather than later at the rate he’s learning to read) and so, my Darling, I have to tell you that I love you very much but by heck you drive me fucking insane in the morning. Now I’m not a morning person. I find it difficult to get out of bed at the best of times.  Add to the mix making Daddy’s sandwiches (it’s cheese and ham daily but that’s all I can manage),  Big L’s breakfast and almost force feeding Big L said breakfast. “But,  Sweetheart. You asked for honey sandwiches” “I said honey. I meant Marmite”Read More →