So, it’s conference day. I’m here in Bournemouth after a fairly easy four hour drive and I’m at the conference, right now. We decided it would be easier on Plum if we all came to Bournemouth – she still wakes for feeds in the night and she refuses[…]
I read a lot of emails and info on the interne, giving advice to small businesses, Mums who work from home, those looking to create a passive income. Ebooks seems to be a popular choice – write an ebook about something you know a lot about and sell[…]
Earlier this year, I was offered the chance to join a new(ish) party plan business. It sounded intersting. Very interesting. There were clearly some teething problems to sort out, and some things which were yet to come online, but overall it tempted me. And then I realised that[…]
Are you creative? Would you like to work for yourself, or add another string to your bow if you’re already self-employed? Precious Memories are looking for creative parents who would like to open a studio in their area. We have enquiries coming in from all over the UK[…]
Well, I’m sure we could all write a book about this one. Together we could create an encyclopaedia to rival Britannica. With that in mind, I shall narrow the topic, every so slightly. I recently read this article about 6 Things Husbands of WAHMs Don’t Know and found[…]
I hate to think what my neighbours thought of me (both sets of neighbours looked out of the upstairs windows whilst I was mid Bertha session!), but I had on several layers of my old work clothes, including thick socks and woolly gloves, my thick leather work gloves, dust mask and safety goggles. I kid you not. I learned the hard way that plaster dust in the eye when you wear contact lenses is not a fun way to pass the time. I won’t trouble you with a photo of me in this gear – I’m sure the mental image is vivid enough for most people. Now imagine me in that gear, post marathon Betha session, white from head to toe, except for my hair which turns a nice shade of old lady grey.