I love a good podcast.  In fact podcasts have recently become a bit of an addiction. I look forward to my daily Podcast binge.  Whilst standing on a stuffy train on my commute to work Podcasts enable me to zone out and imagine that I am somewhere else and in conversation with some really interesting people.  I’m always on the look out for new and interesting podcasts and I’d love to hear your recommendations.  Here, in no particular order,  are…

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There are some curious goings on in the garages at the back of my flat. I like to keep an eye on what goes on in my block of flats.  I have told you about the wheelie-suitcase-wielding spinster who lives in the flat beneath me.  I think I also told you about the sexy guy who helped me carry the buggy down the stairs and then, just as I my teenage crush was beginning to blossom, he moved out. Behind…

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Everyone struggles sometimes.  Whilst our social media feeds may be showing perfect lives with sunshine filled images of smiling children and perfectly designed houses, there are cracks. There are cracks in the exterior.  There are cracks in the façade.   Everyone struggles.  Everyone is coping with something. I want to share something… This isn’t a story about me, or a story about Cygnet.  It is a story about a special person, a person very dear to me and Cygnet.  A…

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Women cannot have it all, and that is not just because our governments and society are failing us (and they are), it is because there are just not enough hours in the day. We cannot be the ideal homemaker at the same time as having the career that we dreamed of and studied for at University.  We all have to make compromises.  Every six months or so, I meet up with my University friends for a night out in London. …

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Since I had Cygnet my periods have been a lot heavier than they were before I had a baby.  One of you commented on my blog post about the clitoris that your orgasms have been different since you gave birth.  I don’t know why periods and orgasms might be different after childbirth –  I haven’t done my research yet, but I do know that on the first day of my period each month I wish I had shares in Tampax…

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The word clitoris derives from the Greek word kleitoris which means “little hill”.  For two millennia, we have thought that our most sensitive organ, which has no other purpose than to make us feel good, bears resemblance to a little hill.  This, my friends, is depressing. Our clitoris is so much more than a little hill.  Let me tell you how to find your clitoris, your whole clitoris. Cygnet is two and a half.  I don’t remember when he first…

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If your relationship has drifted apart, or if you want to know how to fall back in love with your partner, then you might want to try asking the 36 questions in love. Everywhere I went on Valentine’s Day I was surrounded by public kisses, bunches of flowers, couples holding hands, heart shaped balloons and teddy bears.  I bought a heart shaped helium balloon for my two year old son, because I love him, and I bought some chocolates for…

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Which songs transport you back in time? I have been listening to Kirsty Young’s Desert Island Discs. Desert Island Discs is broadcast on BBC Radio 4 on a Sunday morning. I tend to listen to the podcast version on my morning commute to work. The format is simple: a guest is invited by Kirsty Young to choose the eight records they would take with them to a desert island. Kirsty is a brilliant interviewer and asks really probing questions in…

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I have been counting down the days until the end of January since about the 10th of January.  January has been a long hard slog.  In fact, January is a long hard slog every single year.  December was all about new clothes and present wrapping and Christmas trees and Christmas parties and mince pies and mulled wine.  In December, the cold was christmassy, the ice was festive and the dark nights were cosy. In January, the same cold was biting,…

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“She’s hysterical”.  “She’s sobbing hysterically”.  “She’s gone a bit hysterical.” We sometimes describe men as hysterical too, but the etymology of the word is distinctly female.  In Latin hystericus means “of the womb”.  In Greek hysterikos means “of the womb, suffering in the womb”.  Childbirth and motherhood brought a wave, a veritable tsunami of emotions and hormones.  It shocked me.  I felt things I had never felt before.  All of my feelings, all of my senses felt more intense, more…

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