Nothing ever happens…

plate spinning

Isn’t it funny how you can feel like you are on a treadmill week in week out and at the very same time be experiencing a whirlwind of macrocosmic transition? Over the last few days so many things have happened and occurred to me and yet here I am, Sunday evening, getting ready for tomorrow’s school run – tomorrow’s commute, another Monday morning in the office…

Friday morning we found out Britain is no longer a member of the European Union (or are we? All a bit confusing right now). Many of you out there have written reams on the subject, Facebook was awash with doom and disappointment and putting a brave face on for at least 24 hours. The petition for a second referendum is currently standing at about 3 and a half million (be interesting to know what the record is for most signed petition to parliament – this is surely up there?). So much speculation, I’m just trying not to think too hard about it because I don’t want to spend another sleepless night worrying over projected futures that may never happen.

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Neither here nor there

neither here nor there

Before you say it, it’s not plagiarism; it’s an homage to Bill Bryson. Travel literature aficionados like me will get the reference (he published his European adventures under the same title in 1991). Personally, the last time I visited another European country it was 2010, it was Menorca, there was a one year old in tow and I barely saw outside the walls of the Thomson Holiday hotel enclosure. We went with an open mind about travelling with a small child but the tone of the holiday was quickly set when I found myself changing a diarrhoea filled nappy in the confines of an aeroplane toilet.

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