Not big and not clever

Swearing is not big and it's not clever but it's something I'm very good at.

"Oh, s*#t" is what I said when I realised at 9pm that I hadn't Blipped.

You know your evening isn't going to go as planned when you get a phone call at 5pm that starts "Muuuuuuuuuuum, I'm really sorry to have to ask but I have a HUGE favour to ask.........."

As a Mother of a teen my first thought is generally "How much is this going to cost me?"

But on this occasion there was no money involved as it was a request to help Em's friend Farrell to move out from his home to his first 'place', a room in a shared house.

2 car-loads later and we were all done, then it was home to dinner cooked by Mr B and to ice the cup-cakes for taking into work tomorrow. School is closed to pupils due to strike action so us support staff will be eating cake working hard in the teachers' absence.