Do you ever wonder what memories your child will remember most when they grow up? Memory is a funny thing; how does our brain choose what to keep and what to set fire to? What joyous parts of my youth had to be clear cut to try and cram in algebra? What parts of my teenage years were set free when I had to learn baby CPR?Read More
“We’re a whisker away from Christmas Day…”
And I promise this whole blog post will not rhyme.
(I hate poetry. Have I ever told you that? It’s an art form that’s basically a love affair with short chunks of text and I’m so poorly cultured I swear my head moves back and forth like a cat with a laser when I try and read a sonnet. SAWNIT. Dumb word, also.)Read More