Like many mums, my house is full of shit. Broken crayons which taunt you with their impossible conundrum – the incalculable length at which the item remains functional vs can I throw this out without my children noticing? (they’re like fucking anti-disposal ninjas). Clothes miraculously migrate by the dozens out of their respective hiding places… Continue reading Sometimes you’ve just got to roll with it. Plus teaview – Assam , T2