2017 HERE WE COME What a year. Plenty to reflect upon but oh so much fun to be had in planning what’s next. So glad I started the Club and have met some bloody brilliant people in doing it. I’m lining up a series of brilliant women who will be sharing their thoughts on their … Continue reading
When your youngest child starts school.* This… Never have I winged it more Pretending I’m okay Deep breaths in, red lipstick on It’s hard to walk away All you’ll see my darling Is mummy’s smile and pride As you step into the classroom Excitement in your stride They say the time goes quickly But never … Continue reading
The Winging It blog series of inspirational stories continues with this fantastic piece by Susannah Clark. I first met Susannah about 10 years ago – we’re both fellow PRs – and she struck me at the time as not only someone that was excellent at her job, but someone who you’d also happily spend a … Continue reading
I’m a bit out of practice when it comes to holidaying abroad. I’ve never been a seasoned traveller. I didn’t do the gap year thing. I haven’t been overly experimental in my choice of destinations in the past. But in just over a week’s time we’ll be embarking on our first family holiday abroad with … Continue reading
So happy to publish the first guest blog on Winging It Club. Written by the brilliant Georgie Sollom as she embarks on the challenge of a lifetime all in aid of the wonderful hospice that cared for her mum in her final days. Having my erect nipples airbrushed for a publicity photo in our local … Continue reading
Once upon a time there was a mummy who was preparing to go back to work after a blissful few months in a bubble at home with her first born. Not knowing many people in her area of the Queendom, she trawled the land to find a not just suitable, but magical place for her … Continue reading
Yesterday was one of those days. A shouty, not picking your battles well, type of day. A bit of a grey mist had set in on top of an already knackered state following a four day week of work complemented by some late night settling of unsettled little beings. I was bored of the sound … Continue reading
