Motherhood – not quite what it says on the baking tin

  About six months ago or more I bought a Peppa Pig cup cake pack from T’co-op. I saw it, in between the cheese aisle and the wine aisle and I had a vision: There was me in my kitchen, two ankle biters next to me on cute stools. We were all wearing matching novelty […]

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I am the back in the kitchen

I am the back in the kitchen   My mother was always in the kitchen peeling potatoes making gravy boiling vegetables washing up cleaning up ironing shirts me stood knee high staring at her back how earth shattering it is the dawning realisation that now I am the back in the kitchen not ignoring you […]

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