They Went to Sea in a Sieve

Edward Lear was born on this day in 1812.  In case you didn’t know, he’s the writer of what has been called “the nation’s favourite poem”, The Owl and the Pussycat. (I presume in this case “the nation” in question is England, rather than the UK, as I can’t imagine that the Scots would choose Lear over Burns, or the Welsh rate him ahead of Dylan Thomas, but that’s another matter).

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Song Lyric Sunday: Pain

It’s Sunday night, so time to share a song. Helen’s prompt this week is ‘pain’, which I suspect is exactly what I’m going to be feeling tomorrow morning, after I walked up this bad boy this afternoon (Pendle Hill in Lancashire if you’re interested).

Pendle Hill

That’s me in the foreground; the dot in the distance just before the next wall is, I think, my 12YO daughter, who reached the top about half an hour before I did!  Anyway, I digress. Here’s Johnny Cash, and Hurt. I’m not a fan of his, or country and western music generally, but this is incredible:

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Sibling Wars: Ketchup Bomb

ketchup-29755_1280So here’s a parenting dilemma: how should you react when your oldest child plays an outrageously mean – but quite hilarious – prank on their younger sibling?

It all started on a normal school day morning. While Husband was downstairs and I was in the shower, 12YO and 6YO started the day with one of their regular pre-breakfast pitched battles. The routine goes something like this: Continue reading