Yes, really. January 27th has been designated to it. Well, there's a thing. I've never heard of it, have you? World Breast Pumping Day was created to acknowledge the time, effort, and dedication that pumping breastmilk requires. The day dedicated to breast pumping mums is observed each year on January 27th. Pregnant women will need… Continue reading World Breast Pumping Day
31st January is World Leprosy Day. World Leprosy Day seeks to increase public awareness of leprosy, a chronic infectious skin disease. The day also helps to debunk common myths associated with leprosy. You can read more about it here. As soon as I saw the day it reminded me of a school project I did… Continue reading World Leprosy Day
In 1966 my mother gave me a little sister. She had huge eyes and dark curly hair. I adored her. I was eight, and even practised shouting her name around the house before Mum brought her home from the hospital. She was cute and beautiful. Nana would knit her little outfits. I was truly blessed.… Continue reading Adorable Babies
When I was a child, I saw a lot of my grandparents. My grandpa, on my Dad’s side, passed away when I was just seven. For the rest of my childhood and teenage years I had my Grandma, and my Nana and Papa. The latter lived in Oswestry, a small market town on the edge… Continue reading National Grandparent’s Day
My husband is a good sort and does his best to do the right thing. We went away for the weekend and I stayed on an extra few days. I gave him a bag of washing to take home, not expecting him to wash it.Arriving back, I noticed the radiators were full of washing, even… Continue reading A Good Man, Really!
By Karen J MossmanIn an issue of Writing New, Lizzie Enfield wrote under Writing Exercises, 'What's In A Name.' So this got me thinking about my own. Years ago I asked my parents why they chose my name for me and was told that Kathleen, my mother's name in Danish is Karen and Karen in… Continue reading Names are Important
When I was two years old, my mum fostered two boys called Norman and Paul Rhodes, When Dad got a job in the Manchester police force, we had to leave them behind with my grandparents. This is them in the gardens of the house called Woodcoate, in Oswestry, Shropshire. They were beautiful blonde haired boys… Continue reading Foster Children
When my son lived at home, he was extremely forgetful. Even today, he suffers with remembering things. I found this entry in an old diary and it me wonder if he had a hole at the side of his head where sense falls out. On Saturday morning I asked Ian to put a small table… Continue reading I Despair!
By Karen J Mossman We all love a good wedding and I like to give the bride and groom something different for their special day. Back in 2002 one of the popular crossing stitching magazines produced a wedding sampler. It was simple, but effective and I loved the colours. As a result, I've stitched it… Continue reading Don’t You Love A Wedding!
The Tams - Hey Girl Don't Bother Me played on the radio this morning and it took me back to 1972 and a boy called Steve Crane. He was one of those cool guys that people looked up to and knew very little about. He was too old for me at 17. He lived three… Continue reading Songs Take You to The Past to Relive Again