Above is an example of my daughter’s first doodle next to one by me done at the same time. I expect by this time next year she’ll have overtaken me in artistic ability.
On Hogmanay 2015 I had no idea I would become a celebrated local artist (that’s not strictly what the article says but, whatever) or have a weekly column blabbering on about life and motherhood. I made resolutions that night and kept none of them so tonight I’m not making any. Unless trying to have a nice year is a resolution, in which case that’s my resolution.
Happy new year everyone. Thank you for dropping by this blog and not making it an unread disaster like I anticipated when I uploaded my first drawing in June.
In an unusual example of being super organised I already summed up my thoughts on 2016 in November here in Standard Issue.
I’m about to say something super obvious – being a working mum is hard. Fitting in raising a child and a career and maintaining a happy marriage takes up lots and lots of time and energy. Which is why I’ve been a bit quiet.
I’m planning my comeback. For now have a look at my column in Standard Issue which I haven’t neglected like I have this blog.
And as it’s Friday, you can get a double dose of my nonsense by heading over to Standard Issue to see what else I’ve been doodling about.
My dad visited at the weekend. Seeing Iona in her natural habitat prompted the quote in this doodle. While this blog is primarily a vehicle for me to receive confirmation I’m hilarious from the Internet, it made me think it might also be a nice way of occasionally keeping a note of other, more important things, not just mishaps with tits and poo.