today out of my pocket i pulled the monthly invoice from the nursery. i tend to ignore this each month and just let it come out of the account without having to look at it too much, as it’s just too painful. normally it’s popped into ronnies bag and i put it up stairs in the study and it gets filed. however it wasn’t in his bag it had been handed to me personally and for some strange reason, today i decided to open the envelope and read it. how painful was it? it was one thousand, three hundred and eighty-one pounds and fifty-three pence worth of pain.

ouch

so i’ve taken the plunge and bought my ticket. eeeeekkkkk. its taken me a while, i know, but so many other bloggers and tweeters have been chatting away about britmums live for such a long time and with such enthusiasm, and i’ve really wanted to say “can i come too?” but for some strange reason, i just haven’t had the nerve. why is that?

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i am sharing with you today my favourite pieces of the jingling jangling kind, juglery.

i wear them every day. i sleep in them. i shower/bath in them. these never leave me.

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so today this happened

idiot woman : oh so you work full-time?

hpmcq : yes i work full-time

idiot woman : *scowling face like she just trod in dog shit* why do you do that if you have a child?

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