Currently working in Paris. 8 of us, 7 French and me. They are kindly speaking in English to accommodate me. I mean, I can speak French but quite happy to watch them struggle
When our kids were young we used to do that Peter Kay gag that when you heard a police car or saw a copper you’d grab them and shout “I’ve got him him officer, here he is” or some such. My Dad did the same with me. Do not do this with foster kids
Looks like there’s a pot of gold in the kebab shop
Travelling through Europe with a black African is an eye-opener. They’re treated like shit
open.spotify.com/album/04i2AR...
Just listen to this album, you gang of absolute knobheads
I’ve discovered the secret to quick weight loss. Fostering. That’s it. 6kg in 8 weeks.
Farewell pastis while the other half is dealing with fostering related shenanigans
Yeah, lovely
Fostering update. I’m hiding in the greenhouse, listening to Spaceman 3 and doing breathing exercises
Someone told me this quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson "To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." Reading it back I think Ralph needs a bloody good hiding
