With my tiny mind still a tad (understatement) blown by my last PIZZUP soiree, I thought it best to provide an apprise if you will, as to where PIZZUP is heading, and more importantly what’s coming next. I tend to reiterate my motives envisioned for PIZZUP, and what ‘it’s all about’ copious times. The reasons … More What now?
Jo and I met at Mrs Bushells nursery, when we were 2. Jo was sporting an unruly corkscrewed mane (which would later bequeath her the nickname “whatamess” – kids are bastards) and I was donning what would now be on-trend heavy blunt bangs, alongside some infantile tub (which would later bestow me the nickname … More Be more Jo
Attempting to learn from my past mistakes, five weeks into my second maternity leave with still no sign of a baby, I spent time at home trying to do the typical ‘nesting’, sorting, keeping a two year old amused, worrying about how I was potentially ruining her life by giving her a sibling – all … More Wanna be in my gang?