With four teens slap bang in the middle of the electronic age we couldn’t help but be affected by the internet at home. Because of the freedom of speech amendment in America we ...
I have always had a very positive view of my fully clothed body. The odd moments I catch myself naked in a mirror I am surprised by how tall and lean I am even without the ...
My barista and dancer will always be a child in my heart although we are trying to move away from that…I will always be her mother, she my lovely daughter. A few months ago, on ...
I snapped these pictures between Sainsbury’s and home on our patriotic High Street in Beckenham. This is an up market optician and high fashion glasses shop, and across the road ...
Last night our little group gathered Bronte style in the Lady Chapel of St. George’s. It was cool and dim, the urns with the ashes were on the altar. Behind the scenes hubs had ...
My father died a little more than two years before my mother. His ashes were carried from Broadstairs to London by hubs, when he moved my mother into her flat, and took up residence in ...
A small portion of my sojourn here in England has been taken up with the reverent disposal of my parents’ ashes. I say, ‘a small portion,’ because physically ...
My elderly uncle, brother of my late father, was visiting. We talked about family, naturally, he is the oldest living relative on my father’s side and I wanted to be certain all ...
Our trip this week involved my daughter. She was officially on half-term but unofficially rehearsing so we couldn’t whisk her away to a sunny island to cement her berry brown tan ...
I found a beautiful bush with delicate flowers blooming along our road. I could not resist them I had to stop and stare and marvel and smile at their ethereal loveliness. I ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.