Miscellaneous

Shopping lists: Wot so Funee?

Welcome back to Wot so Funee? and a happy new year to you. At the age of 8 my writing is not often funee in the original sense of the word. The Bug is beginning to produce regular funee snippets, so we are looking forward to showcasing his writing very soon. For now, we are laughing at Mummy’s expense, courtesy of moi! As my writing is legible, and my spellings mostly correct, Mummy takes advantage by asking me to add to our shopping list. As she peels the last carrot, or drizzles the last dregs of olive oil, she sends …

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How to recycle your Christmas Cards

"how to make home made decoupage greetings cards"

Mummy hates waste. You name it – we recycle it. Last Sunday’s chicken roast? Sandwiches. Then stir-fry. Finally, soup. We have been subjected to the weirdest menus in the name of not wasting leftovers. You know that rule that says you can only cook meat twice before it must be discarded? Well, Mummy doesn’t. We’ve even once been served two-day-old bubble and squeak (with added bacon) sandwiched between a couple of pasta sheets, masquerading as a veggie lasagne. Our house is full of random buttons, screws and blue-tack remnants, and the tiniest snippet of paper has to go into the …

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Center Parcs and Tots100 perfect Christmas elf!

Some of you may know that we are Center Parcs bloggers next year. Whilst we are very excited about the prospect of visiting and reviewing Elveden Forest, we are also looking forward to some creative challenges. As it’s Christmas, they have set us the challenge of writing a poem about the Christmas Elf. I like to get handy with a pen so here is my take on the elf: Colouring in was done by The Bug, who wasn’t thrilled to be asked – ahem… There are still some coveted Center Parcs blogger places up for grabs! If you think you could …

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Murder Mystery party nightmare… Wot so funee

Mummy is catching up on Strictly via Sky plus. Behind the salsa beat she is listening to the background patter of my feet, roaming around upstairs. I’ve been down for cuddles twice; each time I was met with understanding and a supportive hug. The third time I was told firmly that enough was enough, and sent back to sleep. But I can’t… I had a fantastic day today. Mummy’s friend had a birthday, and what she wanted most was a party with children. They had set up a Murder/Mystery game for us, Cluedo-style. My friend’s Dad was a genius at …

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How to get your Mum to do Christmas craft: Wot So Funee?

“Bleurumph!” I stated, quite categorically, as Daddy blundered into my room and banged on the lights yesterday morning. Normally I would have been up at least 40 minutes earlier, pretending not to read the book I had surreptitiously stashed under my feet the night before. Without going into distasteful detail, let’s say I was off school with a tummy bug. I languished in bed listening to 1D whilst the Bug reluctantly donned his uniform and attempted to resist the inevitable school-run. I was still drowsing and disgruntled in my bed, so I received a Powerade and a cuddle, and was …

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Wot so Funee? A video from Santa

Every year around this time the Bug and I receive a personal message from Santa. He sends us each a video in an email to Mummy, and it really is exciting to see what he says about us. We know he really is watching us, because he has photos of us, and knows all about our holidays. So seriously, you actually do have to be good all year, and not just in the run-up to Christmas! We also know he got our Christmas wish lists, because he knows exactly what we’ve asked for. Now, this all happens by the magic …

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Kids and alcohol

We put our Christmas tree up yesterday. The iPod oozed twinkly tunes, the cinnamon sticks got a spray of festive scent, and we spent a happy afternoon rediscovering Santa books and stockings, last year’s home-made cards, and the Silent Night snow-globe. Then came the magical words all children long to hear: Fancy a glass of mulled wine…? Christmas is here, which means Mummy would normally drink quite a lot of wine. It’s ok, we don’t mind, it’s even quite cool, because she gets happy, and happy is always good. She gets the guilts too, about our plastic cups of water, …

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One stylish outfit, endless moves…

I am a very lucky girl. Having seen fit to send me an outfit I never thought my mother would approve of for the MAD Blog Awards, River Island surprised me a few weeks ago with some winter warmers. They have come in pretty handy this weekend, as the temperatures dropped, and our festive spirits began to seep out of the loft, dusty with the promise of broken baubles and indecipherable Christmas cards. This is my chosen outfit for the grand decorating of the Christmas tree – festive, cheeky, a little bit sparkly, and totally cool. I wonder what the …

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Not so Funee…

Mummy has flu. Mummy hasn’t had flu since 1993. In 1993 she took 5 days off work and spent the whole week in bed, sipping Beechams. But Mums can’t do that, can they? Mums still have to get the washing done, get the kids to school, feed the kids, only crawling back to bed once their children’s basic needs are met. Trouble is, when people see you coping with those minimum essentials, they tend to believe you’re not really as ill as you claim to be. Only a Mum knows that you will do whatever it takes, no matter how …

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Beautiful fairy lights from Blaze On

You know how when you grow out of Peppa Pig night lights, you’re too cool for the infamous Sleepytime Bunny, or teddies just don’t cut it any more? You can’t quite give up the need for a light in your room, but you prefer to label it an “aesthetic accessory?” You trawl Amazon looking for interesting fairy lights, there aren’t many, but you settle on one and install it by your bed. And it looks fabulous! It really does – until the batteries run out… We recently discovered Blaze On, who amongst other gorgeous things, sell beautiful fairy lights – …

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Wot So Funee? Bug rants!

We are having a trying time with the Bug at the moment. We thought he’d outgrown his “threenager” period, and had settled back into being the thoughtful and polite boy we knew before. However it seems we were being conned into a false sense of security, as his temper is well and truly back. Whether it is down to a testosterone surge, the latest Wii game competitiveness, or the new trend for karate chopping at school, labels are not helpful, and we are somewhat bewildered by his new outlook on life. Here are some examples of his recent rants: But …

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It was the Eighties! The Gallery

Mummy was recently asked to showcase her worst fashion disaster in the Sun newspaper. She was happy to do so, cognisant of the fact that it actually was rather tasteless, but confident that the excuse of the eighties would more than compensate for her inappropriate flambuoyancy. The Sun editors changed her interview answers to portray her as “desperate Helen.” Mummy wasn’t that bothered; after all, she was pictured looking passable, in a dress she last wore 25 years ago, and had her age queried by a lot of people! This was Mummy, aged 21, thrilled with her home-made Diana-style ballgown …

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Wot so Funee? Top Christmas present for big kids (and Dads)

STOP!! If your name is Actually Daddy, stop reading this post right now. I said stop………… Do not. Scroll down. Any further. Unless you want to ruin your Christmas surprise. It is lovely. It’s a lovely selection of pants, to be honest, and the Christmas jumper is to die for, but really, you wouldn’t want to spoil the paper-ripping  effect, now would you? Has he gone…? Right, let’s get on with this. Because I have a cracking Christmas present for Daddy this year. He is going to love it. Is it just my Dad, or is it Dads everywhere that …

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What do Mumsnet, Lush, and Liz have in common?

Eight years ago today, sometime around 4am, Mummy sat with me – her 22 day old newborn – strapped to her chest, whilst both of us howled in despair. I had reflux, and howled in either pain, or hunger. Mummy was just exhausted and wanted to give up. In desperation Daddy searched for support online, and found the Mumsnet “breastfeeding with reflux” forum. We sat  there in the small hours reading the threads, wondering if we should buy the American meds they recommended, and hoping to see a small light at the end of the tunnel. In the end, Mummy gave …

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Wot so Funee? The Who’s in my head game

On long car journeys we often play Who’s in my Head to pass the time. It’s like Who’s in the Bag (where you take it in turns to ask questions with Yes/No answers about a famous person). One of us thinks of a person we all know, then the rest ask questions until someone guesses. Usually it’s easy: if I’m in charge it’s almost always someone from One Direction, or Johnny Depp; with my brother it’s usually a Star Wars character; Mummy chooses the Queen or someone from Strictly; and Daddy – well, Daddy has a standard repertoire: Katy Perry, …

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Silent Sunday

I know it’s supposed to be totally silent, but hey, I’ve already broken the rule by carving Sith into my pumpkin! I’ll await the slapped wrists from Love All Blogs… I just ‘met’ a blogger who is doing NaBloPoMo – she’s calling her daily post The Little Things. I was all set to tell her Nooooooo! NaBloPoMo is the kiss of death for a blog! But something made me think: the little things that make our life great (when it is) are the things we forget most quickly. I want to remember… The little thing: A group of teenagers rang my doorbell …

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The new NatWest Pig

Do you remember the NatWest Pig? Slightly scary creatures, these money boxes were designed in the 1980’s to encourage kids (by means of intimidation, I imagine) to save their pocket money and put it in the bank. They died out in 1988 (presumably as a result of being hacked to pieces by hallucinatory toddlers in the middle of the night), but have remained something of a collector’s item ever since. If you are made of steely enough stuff, you can buy a set on eBay for around £50. The great news is that the NatWest Pig is making a comeback, …

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