Agreed A, any more than 23 children is too many unless of course one has 3 wives to do all the work, I do hope that this USA based Mr Darger is paying his own way in the world because nothing pisses me off more than a large family on benefits! I spend an obscene amount of time worrying about my kids and no doubt I will be worrying until the end of time so perhaps if I had more children and there was less time to worry abut them I wouldn’t, then I’d live longer and they’d be happier? Oh, who knows……….anyway whatever happens I shan’t be sharing a bed with Mr Darger he looks too scary to talk to let alone sleep with.

On the subject of children and although I am way past the buggy stage with my lot I saw such a clever idea yesterday as I was driving to take a very nasty picture that I bought for youngest’s bedroom (I think it was the time of the month on purchase day) back to the shop without a receipt. Outside a play centre for really littl’uns I spotted an advertising board for Grubby Buggy a Gloucestershire based company that valets filthy prams. I had an obsession with new prams when both my kids were born, I think it was actually a bit of a mental health issue (as well as all the others). In the first year or so of their births I would simply have to buy a new pram every 3 months, any reason for a new one would do, colour, material, the lady down the roads one looks fab so I’ll just slip out and buy it too, praying that nobody would notice and generally they didn’t! My prams were mostly filthy, covered in sticky rice cake mulch, bits of rotten apple and even stickier SMA mix so I could have done with a little help from Grubby Buggy in those early days and I’m sure I wouldn’t have needed so many new ones if I’d kept the old prams looking newly bought. Grubby Buggy are running a discounted offer on their express valet service throughout May and June of £17.99.  

I had the most horrible dream last night and even though it’s lunchtime now I still can’t shake the feeling of fear that the dream left me with. A huge explosion went off miles away from where I was, the ball of smoke was jet black and enormous, the car wouldn’t start to get away from the smoke which was coming towards me blindingly fast and I was alone. I asked a man who bizarrely couldn’t speak to help me jump start the car but that didn’t work either, I was so desperate to get back to my family before god knows what………….then I woke up, but it had felt like the end was coming and I was terrified. Sometimes my dreams give me an emotional insight to situations that I have yet to experience in reality and to feel those emotions in virtual reality is strange but insightful and can be useful too. I remember dreaming once that a boyfriend who I was rather out of love with at the time had decided to leave me and I was absolutely devastated, it helped me to see that I actually cared very deeply for him but had lost touch with those lurve feelings. Ramble, ramble, ramble……

Off now for a bit of R & R (Rain & Rain) to walk the dog properly for the first time in about a week, I’m going to let him jump in all the puddles and mud for as long as he likes….

Have a good weekend Ladies.

Ellie x