Representing the Mammy Massive (well, a bit bigger than I used to be)

Thought I’d better contribute to this blog, before the seal is set on my reputation forever as a technophobic, child-abandoning lush.

I am none of these things. I just don’t have a great deal of time, and my baby brain was not capable of retaining the password for my blogging account. Nor was it capable of remembering to bring any lunch to work today, or remembering to collect the pound trolley deposit from Asda last night. A crime I could easily forget about, you would think, however I may receive several reminders from one Mr Thompson.

Cole is with Grandma Doreen today, until 3.00 when Grandma Val takes over. It’s a sort of Grandma tag team – without the leotards.