I just gotta say this

I just spend about 30 minutes writing up a post which I can not publish. It is relating to my son finding audio recordings of me singing in German, and us both in a rural village in Kenya … during the post and explaining all of this my son goes from laughing to sad toContinue reading “I just gotta say this”

Talk dirty to me…

I was musing this morning… about 90% of my childhood memories I have involve my Mum feeding babies – or making food (I like food memories). It also occurred to me after my son was born that despite seeing babies fed every day of my life, and it being an everyday, essential, and natural occurrenceContinue reading “Talk dirty to me…”