Got a phone call from youngest son some weeks ago and knew something was up.He asked if it was possible if dd and i could come up for christmas as he was proposing to his girl on christmas day and wanted us there,of course i said we would go

After we had spoke on the phone i knew that there was something that he wanted to say to me but for some reason he wouldnt/couldnt..Then i got texts asking for details of my full name that i went under now[changed back to maiden name]and full postal code of my address,telephone numbers.....finally i asked him outright what was going on....hes being posted

Today i needed to take two of the kids to the train station ready for the Newcastle game and then Liz sledging, oh joy -4 and hard packed snow and ice, still this was a last chance to see Liz for ten days so make the best of it i thought.

I arrived in good time to find Liz looking like the Michelin man, more skins than an onion on, plus huge woolly hat tow pairs of gloves spare wellies and a towel, by the time i got Liz on my shoulders (she likes to drive me like a car) the sledge under one arm and the rest in the other i was beginning to feel like a Sherpa.............with a gentle tug of my

So, stbx back off holidays today.  Don't I know it.  We've had a lovely two weeks, not hassle, no arguments, no one picking holes in everything and anything I say or do...

He turns up on the doorstep to pick up the boys this morning. Asks to see baby. Seems to use holding the baby as an excuse to talk to me.  Not really an issue, I guess we need to get into a place where we are comfortable to pass the time of day.  But my goodness, does he push it.  Last holiday he went on, no idea where he went, what he did etc. etc.  I never asked, he never told.  As my last blog says, this holiday he went