I am a mother (life long carer for two), fiance, daughter, sister and friend. All of those roles are important ones to me but sometimes you just want to press pause for a while and just be you. So here I am, just Charlie.
Read my thoughts on everything and nothing in particular. My musings and ramblings on a life that continues to amaze and confuse me in equal measure daily!
Sometimes, particularly for mums who have the challenge of being a carer too, we can forget who we are when we are busy racing around and thinking of everyone else first so I make no apologies for being unashamedly self indulgent and a little bit sarcastic. I’d love you to meet me as myself as well as my boys Mum. I suggest you bring crackers and cheese – chances are that copious amounts of both will have been consumed in the creation of these blogs. Cheese is what I live for – after the boys, obvs!
One of the many things that I am sure I'm not the only person to take for granted living in Britain is our National Health Service. Its only when I see posts about the cost of health care abroad that I remind myself just how lucky we are to have the incredible staff,...read more
We live in a time where there are quick fixes for pretty much everything we dislike about our appearance. Want a different look? Dye your hair or in my case, go out in a wig (my hair is fine and would fall out if I dyed it the colours of the rainbow like my sister...read more
I was thrilled to discover that I was pregnant, stunned to find out that I was carrying twins, then thrilled again. This parenting malarkey is a roller coaster from the minute you pee on ‘the stick of wonder’ and you see the result. So many people try to prepare you...read more
Sometimes we coast through this life of ours blissfully unaware of an issue which is staring us in the face. I ran, head on into one such problem very recently. My fiancé Andrew and his children were at my house and our children were playing on the play station. He...read more
Picture the scene. I’m 14 and madly in ‘love’ with a boy at school, we’ll call him Richard (Dick for short *sniggers*). I have graffitied the cover of my diary with CB hearts RB and pushed anonymous mix tapes through his door like some sort of pathetic love-struck...read more
Regardless of who you are; how popular, rich, successful or happy you feel, I’m sure that every single one of us has, at times been the victim of the same scathing and wounding abuse. It can be relentless at times and penetrates far deeper than general comments and...read more
As a teacher, I have always enjoyed the assemblies which have evoked a reaction and prompted discussion in my pupils. The fun assemblies like Mad Science where the playground chatter has focused on the ‘WOW-factor’ and the social assemblies like Fair Trade which have...read more
I’ve had quite the week of it over the past 5 days. On Friday I sent my non verbal son off to school with no shoes on his feet. That’s right, no shoes. When he went outside and hugged his chaperone we thought it was cute. What he was actually doing was saying “Carry...read more
The practice of making a new years resolution dates back to the ancient Babylonians who made promises (apparently to pay off debts and return borrowed farm equipment) in order to earn the favour of the gods and start the year off on the right foot. Nowadays,...read more