Put up with rain

Musings and thoughts on life, parenting, depression, music, food, books, and ferrets. May contain Balls. Tell me how I've damaged you @jessikart on twitter

Thursday, 13 December 2018

The point at which we vanish

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     I've held off writing this for a while, deliberately. Partially because at the time, I didn't have the time to do so. Mostly ...
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Tuesday, 4 December 2018

The Crucible

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     'Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life.'      I was mooching about at Norwich Cathedral last w...
Thursday, 29 March 2018

Black dog on my shoulder again

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     There's a black dog on my shoulder again.      Licking my neck and saying she's my friend .      She's not though. ...
Saturday, 27 January 2018

Bee Day

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     I cried the other night. That’s nothing especially out of the ordinary. I cry a lot. But just over a week ago was a bit special. My an...
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Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Brexit means...

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     Brexit means, according to our omnishambles of a Prime Minister, ‘Brexit’. Very good, well done. But what does it actually entail, in ...
Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Rounded Balls

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     It’s going to be on my headstone, isn’t it? “Ed Balls, she totally would have”. Despite my best efforts, you lot are a load of filthy ...
Wednesday, 26 April 2017

I'm in your head

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     This is a truth I hold dear. Some people cannot write. In the same way that I cannot draw, some people cannot write. We can all have a...
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