To say I never saw my future as one involved in blogging is a bit of an understatement. When I thought of blogging when I was younger, my thoughts would travel to the Zoella types – young, female, pretty and…
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I’m what some would call a “planner”. Other, perhaps more accurate people would refer to this trait as “control freak” but we’ll maintain “planner” in Camp Harriet at the moment. Thanks to these tendancies, and an uncanny ability to over…
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It’s tough being a woman, your automatically entered into what feels like some kind of shit lottery when you have a vagina – not the fun kind that you would win if you played the Lottoland EuroMillions either!. Every day…
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Flexible working hours. Rarely does a phrase invoke the same reaction as this does in most parents, it’s often enough to send us into a frenzy, fan girling over the proposed hours like a teenage girl at a Bieber concert.…
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At the moment travel is very much on the forefront of my mind, but while I’m sorting out insurance, car park stays (nightmare) and who is going to be in charge of Yoda while we’re away – how will he…
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