I Write For Me: A Metaphor For Life

Some of the eagle-eyed among you might have noticed a slight shift in the ‘tone’ of my posts a few weeks ago. The potty-mouth dried up, I started writing ‘list posts’ and The British Maple started to smell like every other mum blog out there.

Well, I’m back! I lost my way a little bit, but please forgive me. You see, when I started The British Maple, it was a means of sharing my ramblings (and mishaps) with anyone who was willing to listen. Continue reading

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Facebonkers…Enough Is Enough

I have a confession. For the past few years I have been having an affair…with Facebook. It’s no secret that I have a Facebook profile, lots of *ahem* ‘friends’ and post regularly (albeit mostly via Instagram these days). What has been a secret is my utter obsession with it.   Continue reading