What shit have we got here, then?

This week The Beard has hosted a bloggers event at work. Believe it or not but The Beard, a 6’1” rugby player (6’3” if you ask him though) who’s covered in tattoos, is a Store Manager for a cosmetics company. To my dismay and despite my protests, I didn’t receive an invite to said bloggers … Continue reading What shit have we got here, then?


The Very Hungry Mummy

Mother Nature has kindly returned my post-partum fertility which The Beard only knows too well as he’s spent the last week suffering my raging PMT. I think he sensed the change in my hormones when I marched down the stairs screaming “ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS OUT OF ME? DO YOU THINK I WASH, DRY, … Continue reading The Very Hungry Mummy