tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post4881144208245252535..comments2023-11-03T07:29:16.334+00:00Comments on The Potty Diaries: To do AND DietPotty Mummyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-21849782691293011092008-07-13T21:26:00.000+01:002008-07-13T21:26:00.000+01:00Whatever you can get away with, I say. I'm sure th...Whatever you can get away with, I say. I'm sure they'll taste perfectly good anyway! Oh, the endless effort. M :-)A Mother's Place is in the Wronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12383766405951386903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-50462571380899959282008-07-06T09:03:00.000+01:002008-07-06T09:03:00.000+01:00I can't believe the Harvest Festival Offerings, wh...I can't believe the Harvest Festival Offerings, what a nightmare! I would have done the same as you Potty, God what is wrong with people?Frog in the Fieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09990222544828204911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-38359060278430270762008-07-05T11:44:00.000+01:002008-07-05T11:44:00.000+01:00Hello Mud, thanks for visiting and I LOVE refriger...Hello Mud, thanks for visiting and I LOVE refrigerator cake. Not helpful to think of it whilst on a diet, of course...<BR/><BR/>VG, what, you mean they don't do that in your area?<BR/><BR/>VLiF, thanks for stopping by and it sounds like you made a good decision. We've been marshalled to fork out for £30 each as a leaving present for Boy #1's teachers: even I am capable of doing the maths; that's £360 in JL vouchers split between 2 teachers. Not a bad haul, I would say. Though at least this way the element of competition between parents has been taken out of it!Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-73474466108478351322008-07-04T20:18:00.000+01:002008-07-04T20:18:00.000+01:00Hello Potty Mummy, I found you through Dulwich Div...Hello Potty Mummy, I found you through Dulwich Divorcee's blog. I wasn't sorry to say goodbye to all that alpha mummy stuff when we moved to France a few years ago. DD has just left primary school and one parent shoved a wilting bunch of supermarket flowers in the hand of the maîtresse and that was it. So much easier than all the angsting over which particular pressie from John Lewis was the most suitable/looked the most expensive/is least likely to have been chosen by another alpha mummy. School fairs were a nightmare as there were lots of American Mommies at school who seemed born to bake, unlike me who is born to buy baked goods. Bon courage. VLiFThe Accidental Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01146937745719946782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-39806530000572263382008-07-04T19:25:00.000+01:002008-07-04T19:25:00.000+01:00I can't believe that four year olds have graduatio...I can't believe that four year olds have graduation! What next, will they be filling in UCAS forms and having accountancy firms come to nurseries for the Milk Round?nappy valley girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10788949037047084412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-268083026171012902008-07-04T14:34:00.000+01:002008-07-04T14:34:00.000+01:00I was making refrigerator cake for the village fet...I was making refrigerator cake for the village fete last week. I did lick the wooden spoon (delicately I thought) and it was only an hour later when I glanced in the mirror that I noticed I had a vast chocolate mustache either side of my mouth. Now that *is* a good look!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-90191927484678600602008-07-04T12:14:00.000+01:002008-07-04T12:14:00.000+01:00GPM, we are of like minds. I already went out and...GPM, we are of like minds. I already went out and bought the ready-made pastry and jam this morning. And I would imagine Pig is over the hills and far away by now, somewhere in deepest Kent, so think I will leave her in peace.<BR/><BR/>Hello TT, thanks for the visit (and apologies for the abbrev, hope it's OK). It must be crepe season at the moment; my mum has been slaving over a hot stove making them for their church fete this weekend. I just hope the Boys don't pick up that though, or we will all be forced to make a trip to Somerset to placate the pancake monsters we have created...Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-60358599321357014632008-07-04T12:01:00.000+01:002008-07-04T12:01:00.000+01:00My friend had the same dilema yesterday. Her son h...My friend had the same dilema yesterday. Her son had promised on her behalf that she would 'make crepes for everyone' for the end of term fete. Not being a fan of anything 'homemade' she went into panic mode and asked if I could help out (I make all her kids birtday cakes), but unfortunatly I didn't have the time. As a last resort she travelled 25 mins to 'Bouncy Castle World' where she new they made them 'fresh'(we live in France) and bought 30 for 30 Euros! The things we do for our kids!tartetartanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10169611933497337331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-66369228279713436322008-07-04T10:38:00.000+01:002008-07-04T10:38:00.000+01:00Isn't Pig this side of the water at the moment? I...Isn't Pig this side of the water at the moment? I think you should invite her over for a glass of something... and while you're here, Pig...<BR/><BR/>A packet of frozen pastry and a jar of the best jam you can lay your hands on and it'll be done in a trice. But getting husband to deliver them might just be a good plan.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-80197775459848671872008-07-04T09:44:00.000+01:002008-07-04T09:44:00.000+01:00Aaah, those black sacks, NH Mum. Make sure you do...Aaah, those black sacks, NH Mum. Make sure you don't open it over carpet or a rug - it will take you ages to get out the glitter that showers prettily to the floor as you pull out his artwork...<BR/><BR/>Alison Pearson, EPM, in 'I don't know how she does it'. Gosh, that book struck a chord when I read it - mainly because I was between kids and back at work. And I have to admit - the thought has crossed my mind to 'distress' some shop-bought jam tarts. You won't tell, will you?<BR/><BR/>Aims, 'badly made falling apart crusts'? I think I can probably live up to that requirement, don't worry.Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-71506804076874878002008-07-04T07:28:00.000+01:002008-07-04T07:28:00.000+01:00Has the world gone mad? Yes.Please PM - Please! Ha...Has the world gone mad? Yes.<BR/><BR/>Please PM - Please! Hang in there for the rest of us sane ones. Throw in some badly made falling apart crusts so that those of us who can't shop at those silly names (I of course haven't got a clue what they are but can guess) will still be able to hold our heads up and let our shame shine forth like a beacon to all the others who need us.aimshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12685252628734838159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-20179161415354679652008-07-03T23:23:00.000+01:002008-07-03T23:23:00.000+01:00Our school picnic was rained off. Yess!!!Anyway, w...Our school picnic was rained off. Yess!!!<BR/>Anyway, why don't you do the "store bought but bash them up a bit" like what's her name in that book with the mince pies.Expat mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17798190669591053390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-32047075851699750022008-07-03T22:24:00.000+01:002008-07-03T22:24:00.000+01:00Hi, Mac's End of Term party is next Friday and yes...Hi, Mac's End of Term party is next Friday and yes, I too have promised to bring a "food and/or drink item". Nothing about home made though so am planning on taking along a 2 litre bottle of Volvic and a few cookies from Sainsburys.<BR/><BR/>This End of Term party follows the Parents Open Evening which is the night before......Mac has already forewarned me "Mummy, when you come to my school there won't be a lot to see on the walls". I take it this means that his art/writing/numbers pieces of work were not deemed good enough by Mrs Farqhuarson to be put on display but will good enough to be shoved into a black sack to take home to litter my kitchen table.Nunhead Mum of Onehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00404470570265084130noreply@blogger.com