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Why I wanted to walk with my son in the rain

The rain was falling hard. Last week I excitedly picked up my four year old school boy child from his minder. The door opened, I saw his pocket sized face and all the work day’s crap melted away. “Come on darling!” I said “Now put on your coat, it’s really raining outside.” And it was – great big pelts of angry water thudding on top of my yellow mac. “I’m going your way, I’ll give you a lift” the lady said. “No, no, that’s fine” I argued. ” I insist” she squealed, half watching the rain wondering why I wouldn’t take her up on her kind rescue. “No, really, no thanks.” I said seriously, and I led my son towards our special short cut in his matching yellow mac.…

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The Fairy tale of the stay at home mum

Once upon a time two people made a baby. Soon after the pleasurable birth, talk turned to what the mother wanted to be. Did she want to be a stay at home mum or a working mum? These were the only two titles available to her. The decision was quick, easy, without complication or hesitation and like most things in this world – entirely black and white. The mother made it clear to her partner that the only real reason she had decided to have the baby was so she could loll around the palace all day, every day and scratch her royal arse. And so he agreed. She saw that there were a plethora of free or cheap childcare options for her baby over the land, I mean, she couldn’t swing…

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