A Letter to my Husband on Father’s Day
Jun16

A Letter to my Husband on Father’s Day

I still see you. I see your grin, your hands, the sassy twinkle in your blue eyes; all these twenty seven years and four children (and one neverending bloody mortgage) later, you’re still there. I see you. But more than seeing that funny, kind, strong young man I married? I see the man you have become. Of course I watched you hold your tiny babies, mash their bananas, pretend to be Mrs Goggins, promise to turn the wind down, and tell...

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Dear All. We’re Never Writing Another Mother’s Day Gift Guide. Love Us x.
Apr02

Dear All. We’re Never Writing Another Mother’s Day Gift Guide. Love Us x.

So Mother’s Day has passed, and as always the weeks in the run up were a flurry of activity in the LittleStuff HQ. Scouring the interwebs for marvellously lovely gifts. Writing up the Mother’s Day Gift Guide posts (two a day for just over two weeks, plus a whole series of flower posts this year… that’s 37 posts, and over 22,000 words…) and scheduling them to drip into your timelines as the day drew...

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Free Family Days Out in Dorset (that you may never have heard of…)
Mar23

Free Family Days Out in Dorset (that you may never have heard of…)

We ALL love them – a Grand Day Out, planned with care and excitement. Naturally any family day out requires a picnic, which must feature hard boiled eggs (don’t forget the foil twist of salt – unless you have a fancy-dancy travel salt & pepper shaker), an array of sandwiches (because one likes butter, one hates tuna, one currently refuses to eat anything but Tesco sandwich filler, and you’re the only one...

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Pud In A Mug? Yes. Keep ‘Em If You Can. *hollow laugh*
Nov22

Pud In A Mug? Yes. Keep ‘Em If You Can. *hollow laugh*

A few weeks ago now we were asked if we’d like to try the new Pud In A Mug range. I’ll be honest – I said we’d give it a go (because, y’know. Pud. IN a mug.), but my hopes were not high. I figured this would be the sweet equivalent to an instant soup – hot, but a bit.. blah. They arrived in their unassuming little sachets, and I stashed them in the cupboard next to the baked beans. Where they were...

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A letter for my children – I have a confession…
Jul26

A letter for my children – I have a confession…

Dearest No.1, Boy, Jolly & Bear. I have a confession to make. Yes, me, your super-cool amazing awesome mother.First up, I’m not sure I should be admitting this in public.But here goes: I love an inspirational quote.I do.And I’m not sorry.So there. (side note – any readers who follow me on Pinterest may have seen a sneaky little board sitting there quietly among the mugs and enamel kitchenware and housework tips...

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Dream pets – what would yours be?
Feb08

Dream pets – what would yours be?

If there’s one thing my children have always wanted, it’s a cat. Actually that’s not quite true. The eldest remembers us having a cat – this, my beloved Elwood. (yes Elwood – we had Jake & Elwood the Blues Brothers. Except they turned out to be the Blues Sisters. Then Jake got run over… Elwood didn’t really work anymore, did it?) Except she was elderly when No.1 came along, and she was...

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