Slipping off the learning curve

I think I'm going to change direction with my open university course it's not quite what I was thinking and to be honest it's been a struggle going back after so long into further education. I'm going to have a word with my tutors and switch course still within education but less basis on theory . To be honest it's left me feeling  a little out of my depth , I hadn't reckoned on it being so.

I was left bereft.

I was puzzled.

I'm quite clever and yet.

I struggled .

I think it was the referencing sources that I struggled with.

So any tips , I would be grateful.

But I'm not giving up , why should I ! 

I had a hell of a year nerves wise but that's all behind me now.

So it's a case of circling the wagons.

Pulling up my socks and every other metaphor I can think of.

But best foot forward I do think I will crack it.

It may take me longer but what the hell !

Saturday Caption

Days Come Days Go

Days come .

Days go.

But a constant remains..

Life .

Not always what you want it to be .

What you need it to be.

And despite having a very bad day , it's a case of pull my socks up, take a deep breath and reassess . Bad times do come in threes and there is a ying and yang I believe in life .

But family is life there is more that I can write here.  

And if I didn't laugh I cry !

What's your secret ?

Twas The Night Before Christmas

Christmas it's the time of parties my son is heading off to a class party no longer is it party games and jelly and ice creams , and not forgetting the wonderful parent who put whistles in the party bags, oh that will be me!

No he's a teenager and he is growing up way to fast someone once said to me Christmas is just for Children , thesis wrong Christmas is time for families and that is what I want to have a family Christmas . In a few years no doubt I will be doing the washing from when he goes to university and ferrying him back and forth. No doubt I will be bereft when he is not here perhaps one Christmas but for now he is , I think I have equipped him for life though I am afraid he can't make a cup of tea as he doesn't like tea.


He has been made fun of for being a sensible boy and ribbed he is not joining in with antics quite frankly that shook me . He is the one that won't be a statistic because he is sensible and that is what I would rather have.

Well mostly sensible!

My favourite Christmas word is "Twas"

"Twas the night before Christmas"

It is that wonderful ethereal silence that descends before Christmas a time of reflection, a time of sorrow a time of joy, a time of mixed emotions.

This time of year I miss colleagues who have died, relatives and blogging friends who have also died or those who have suffered loss themselves.

I miss Multiple Mummy I cannot believe it is a year since she has died, I will forever treasure her post that she commented on that I did that was very apt for her it was an octopus.

So I am grateful for my family frolics, my racing about and I look and realise to coin a phrase" What a wonderful world it is"

And just once more "Twas"

Silent Sunday