A Mouse

There's nothing more calming than finding something you love, that you weren't looking for that you've not seen for bloody ages.

I found Jerry Mouse (and stuck him to my face, as you do), given to me from the top of Neil Crawfords birthday cake, 40 years ago after a game of Postman's knock and musical bumps.

In stark contrast, the first day of school was exciting for both children. The oldest bringing home a consent form for the HVP jab, and the youngest informing me that he had 'Health and Wellbeing' where his class were told about ....... wait for it....... wait for it......don't be alarmed....... no giggling at the back......... take a breath..........the vulva, penis and nipples! Are you having a fecking laugh? He's only in P2 FFS.

And since then he's said nothing but vulva, penis and nipples. He's even made up songs about them.

Why is childhood not as simple as Neil Crawfords birthday cake any more?