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Sleep is for the weak

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I saw a piece on the news last week talking about undersleeping. At first I thought it was an April Fool, like the spaghetti tree or that little Lirpa Loof fella on That’s Life but it wasn’t. Undersleeping isn’t a joke. It’s much more dangerous than that. You know oversleeping? It’s like that. But more opposite. Being serious for just one cotton picking minute, insomnia is hell for those who suffer on a regular basis and it’s proven that lack of sleep can adversely effect one’s mood and quality of life. A recent poll of 2,000 adults revealed they get an average…

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52 reasons why your kids are drunk all the time

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I’m pretty sure kids drink when we’re not looking. Let’s examine the evidence for this theory. Moody when they wake up? Yep. Just like an alcoholic. Talking rubbish? Yep. Boozed off their tits. Falling over invisible things? Yep. Definitely swallied. Seemingly unable to do simple tasks like eating without covering themselves, and others, in food. And then giggling about it? YEP. As pished as a pished fish. Why do you think they’re always asking you for money? This morning we had fingers trapped in a window. Why? No-one could answer why. I can. Because they’re drunk. What did you do…

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The words for this week’s spelling test are…

What do the words mendacious, jocular, desultory, insouciant and furtive mean to you? For some it might mean their ex-husbands, but not for us at Chez Us. The words for this week’s spelling test are…   Yep. Seriously. I put this to Twitter the other night, in the following way: I received a number of responses, from parents, from those in the teaching profession and from some who’re both, and all seemed rather surprised that these words were in a spelling test for 9 – 10 year olds. Should we be? Should this be so surprising? Do you think this is…

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The End of The Age of Innocence

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“Lucy said she doesn’t believe in Father Christmas any more” said the 9-year-old. Bugger. Thus it begins. The unravelling of an idea, festive fibbing, that’s been pedalled in order to keep the children in check. Leaving out whisky and a mince pie, and a carrot for Rudolph, floured footsteps in the kitchen and living room up to the Christmas tree to show someone came in and left the gifts, the concept of behaving yourself because otherwise Father Christmas won’t bring you any presents if you’re naughty… all this, this beautiful period of innocence and unquestioned parental authority, is now coming…

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