Content....

I have been very content over the last week, and seemingly grateful for my life. Why I'm not sure? I have a lovely home and son great friends and have cut some dreadful ones out recently. they are the ones who are very unhappy with their lives.. and feel drained when I am with them.... and now I have managed to distance myself from one in particular who is very like my mother (another emotional vampire) I feel really happy with my life it seems to be going the right way....
My son is happy at school and have renewed some old relationships, my ex is being nice too!
I am off to Australia in 4 weeks without my son, who will be with his dad for 3 weeks whilst I am away. i hope he will be okay and am feeling a little guilty about not spending Christmas with him, but i need this holiday soooooo much.

No men around either and no dates, this maybe adding to my happiness! I'm just getting on with business and dealing with life without the added complications of dating and men. funny that I started this blog to write about all the dates and disasters with men I have had over the last 2/3 years and now I have a chance to write about it all, well it does not seem worth it any more. i have so much other stuff going on and I really just do not want any more headaches with men. I'm sure when I am ready to meet an equal some one who I really will love will come along when I expect it least... as they say every woman has the love life she thinks she deserves. Hmmmm food for thought. What do I really think I deserve?

Fun and games with your ex....

We had a MASSIVE row on Saturday morning, I felt he was being boorish controlling and pigheaded, he called me a pikey. Ill show you F***ing pikey, and pushed him out of the house! Neighbours all complained that they could not see the entire row and could I remove my tree, Which is technically a bush which I have left to grow. Any way turned out that he wanted to pick up our son early and spend some time with him so he could slope off all afternoon and watch the Rugby!? Even though this meant driving him across 3 different boroughs before 11am.... Poor might has just started school and is exhausted as it is!
All is good now he apologised... I went to a fireworks party in East London, Victoria Park. it was all a bit of a squash. I really wanted to go to Lewes, Sussex because in all honesty that is the most amazing fire works party ever!!

http://www.needananswer.co.uk/lewes-fireworks-2005.html

What it feels like to have kids but no career - Times Online

What it feels like to have kids but no career - Times Online

Interesting article..... I feel the same now little one is safely at school! oh what to do... I do work part time but having left school with 2 o'levels In English.. I didnt amount to much in the career stakes..... I have brought up many children (nanny) and really pride myself that still remember me as their best nanny. Although I have tried all my life to work as little as possible.. I am proud that I have managed to buy a 3 bed semi in a very nice area thank you very much and just bought myself a nice car too! I have a lovely life full of friends and fun, we are all from broken backgrounds and have each other. I suppose I am happy to be here and not have some high flying career as I get to bring my son up, Myself! having been a nanny for many years I can see how harmful not being there is. I make money and we live a good life, His dad pays maintenance and Thank god for Gordon Brown and his lovely tax credits!!

Mad 2 weeks.... fireworks halloween and no dates!

HI all it has been a while since I have written anything down. Have had a mad couple of weekends and weekdays in fact with EnFamile....... My fathers 25th wedding anniversary on Halloween, which meant I had to carve a pumpkin at a friends house Friday evening (red wine Inc) and i did an amazing job it had a haunted house bats and everything.... dave texted wanted to know why we had not spoken in a while? how am I what am i doing for Halloween? Reply: Busiest night of the year.... bought a new Gti broomstick and everything! off to Family Do x
Dave: well have a lovely time xx
Anyway family do was great in a Hunting lodge just outside London, beautiful place. Its stuffed full of finds from Brocante, and vintage finds from the uk too, They are art directors for very famous films.... They are my Father really good friends. there were lots of people from the old days who had not seen me since I was 13. Nice to catch up with my dads side of the family they are all really cool, I always regret that I didn't know them when growing up. My mum wouldn't talk to them or let me have anything to do with them.... which is horrible, I think. My son adored all my cousins, they are great lads! I hope my son always has as many family as possible on both sides....
So then the old folks came over and stayed for a couple of days... More drinking and eating!
New lodger moved in.... she is great and the kids love her, My son and my step sister friend from birth persons daughter spent the whole evening drawing her pictures and finding sweets in her room, whilst sister and I drank cheap wine and smoked a quick sneaky one I the garden....... Then off to a fireworks party with neighbours! which ended with some of the older teenagers getting a bit too drunk and falling over! the younger ones all Putting cheap fireworks in piles and seeing how many we could set off in one go! this was great fun and I was supervising at all times... i think Its wonderful that they were allowed to do this as I really do believe that children/teenagers need a little of that sort of freedom its good for the soul. rather than those women who wrap their children in cotton wool and are constantly warning them of impending danger, i find these are the children who push the boundaries too far and do silly things! My son was dragged ever closer to the bonfire by one of these molly coddled children..... needless to say when the bonfire started to spit she walked closer and my son legged it! Well done son, allowing you a bit of freedom has enabled you to think for yourself!

Its sunday......

It seems that Sunday mornings are for watching TV and thinking about all the fun things I should be doing with my life...... I like going on adventures. This morning we are toying with a car boot sale..... I have a new lodger moving in and the Loft is full of stuff I dont want to give away.

My son wants to watch Citv.... So I will go and have a cup of tea and a sneaky fag in the garden. thats the great thing about not having a man around you can do things like that first thing in the morning and their is no moaning about disgusting habits!

No dates lined up this weekend! As for Dave the estate agent, well he called round many times (viewings) and asked me lots of questions about myself, what do I do for fun? I looked at him stunned, what am I supposed to say to that... er have a cup of tea and a sneaky fag!.... although i could have told him that I went out with my very best friend a couple of weeks ago, she lives in The East end in a very cool loft apartment with her boyfriend its all bands and graphic designers. Her next door neighbour is a DJ for Ministry of sound and had decided to have a night at home. 6 hours later I was on the dance floor dancing to house tunes in a party for about 500 people. It was great I threw up and everything! Seriously it was great fun I really let my hair down and had a great time talking to weird people and dancing.
So I told him I went riding at the local riding school..... So now he thinks ohh mega Posh.
He told me he used to be a professional footballer.... ah that will explain why he is so fit, that photo of him half naked on Facebook ;0.

Its friday night... and I let my son sleep in my bed again!

I am worried that my son is becoming my new man..... he actually prompted me to take the bins out the other morning and said he could not do it as he is too small. Hmmmm and now after a bout of illness he wants to sleep in my bed every night!

Which I admit is quite nice having someone warm in the bed next to me.... No darling you cant sleep in my bed what if I get a boyfriend?' He replied ' you wont ever get a boyfriend mummy'.

This of course is absolute rubbish! since I have split up with his father I have had several boyfriends he has only met 3 of them, and only one has been significant in his life.


It just go's against all my principles of parenting. what happens when I do get a boyf and my son is then hoiked out of my bed to make way for a man?

So the conclusion is we are only human and all need a bit of comfort in the night, and men really do like to take the bins out. That was not nuture.

Its the weekend...... I blew it..... the date that is....

took my house off the market, as my lovely son finally got a place at school. Had to go in and pick up the keys, dressed v nicely.... walked straight into hot estate agent... I was v flustered, Ignored him completely ha! Yeah very wise..... any way he seemed very pleased that I was taking the house off the market...... picked up the keys. Left happy! x

Then I sent him a text: Hope to see you before march! x
Reply: I hope so too, good thing is we no longer have a professional relationship so we can have some fun! Do you want to go for a coffee sometime? xx
Me: Absolutely sounds great!
Him: I am around tom if you fancy meeting up xx

Needless to say we have friends in common.......... he has a girlfriend a long term one! Oh dear.

Men Honestly!

The world of blogs

Hi all, Loving this blog thing! its sooooo cool.......

Anyway.... went for a run today am feeling on top of the world! Its the weekend and I have my son all to myself for 2 whole days.

However, my sister is coming over later and we are going to have a family tea. She has 2 children with two different fathers, not what we imagined when we were younger..... well all we could imagine when we were younger was 'where are we going tonight?' and 'can I borrow that top?' we were very wild in our twenties..... clubbing, and boys mainly. I grew up in Ladbroke Grove and Kensington, my mother had absolutely no control over me from the age of 14, not many ground rules. I left home at 15. That's not true she threw me out when she started the 12 steps!

Dating today.....

I put my house up for sale, mainly because i managed to mess up my sons application for school, so In a fit of 'oh god I'm not perfect' I decided to move to Henley on Thames and try to be perfect elsewhere.
All going well and then after many viewings, he turned up we will call him Dave. he seemed very pleased with himself... lovely Beautiful he kept saying. not bad looking had a sort of 1930's look about him... a spiv as my grandad would say. We had a laugh etc... kept asking me about my status... fancies himself a bit here I thought, still I knew he fancied me, most men do when they first meet me..... Conceited but true. Anyway got a text later.... Nice to meet you today dave@estateagents x Ohh la la. Bingo.
I love being right..... flattered hmmm hell yeh! previous boyfriend/date had been in touch and we had a date lined up Lets call him John, so thought lets see what happens here then..........

Dating the gammamummy way

This is Gamma mummy blog...... a blog dedicated to a single mother and her dating disasters!
Or not possibly.

My friends all say that I am a commitment phobe........ I'm not sure about that. ho ho ho.

Anyway, what happened to meeting someone down the pub, snogging them and assuming your together and well over time you just are?

these days it s all dating.... catch him and keep him, the player, if we keep reading these books no one is ever going to get together! these days it all facebook up dates and games.....

Its true i am a single mother, I made that choice when i realised that i would have to spend my life with the same man.... he was not that great in bed.. the inevitable happened and he found some one who he clicked with. bless thay are married now, so true love is out there? I never asked about their there sex life, I just assumed she hasn't had much of it and is quite happy with 10 minutes.

I digress this blog is about dating, modern life for a single mother trying to find love.