The curse of secret santa

It is by it’s very name a curse. Secret. I spend time and effort choosing gifts for everyone, and selfishly want some of the glory when I see the person get them. Equally, because you get no glory you can get away with no time and effort and still get something in return. I often […]

Christmas is coming

How do I know this? Is it because I’ve received lots of cards, wrapped loads of presents and am busily prepping for next week. Or because I was up at 0600, then making mince pies at 0630. Today is baba’s Christmas party at nursery and it struck me she would miss out. I’m not keen […]