Guest Blogger: A ditty

I received this little ditty the other day from the lovely Jade at if you haven’t checked her out please do, it will have you in stitches and as we all know I appreciate a “to the point blogger” as, well,
we all know I am “waffle on” blogger ( that sounded so much ruder than it meant to!) Enjoy the below and should it move you, respond with ditties of your own, I love a good poem ( dirty limericks earn an extra ten bunnypoints)

So, here I am on the blogosphere,


Cursing a friend for a bright idea.
For she challenged me to use my wit.
To write a blog called my life in shit.
It seemed alright, after a few.
 To sit and write about a bit of spew.
I’m sure my scribes are simply insane.But my mind is blocked, a disused brain.
See, it’s all about baby and me.
I even forget to eat or pee.
To find the time to think with child,
Is fucking hard and that’s putting it mild.
So here you go my lovely Bunny,

I hope you find me remarkably funny!




(A.N: She did Jade!)  <3  BP Xx

Guest post: Internet Muppetry.

Every now and then I will open my blog to the wealth of blogging talent that is out there in the yonder blogosphere. Today’s post is from the wonderful Jade at

If you haven’t started following yet, do it now post haste!

Internet Muppetry.
I don’t know, or I don’t remember the cut off point that resulted in me being a total idiot of the tech,  I seem to recall starting off extremely well in school, but alas now everything seems beyond my brain and its very limited capabilities.
It was way before the child arrived so I don’t have that as an excuse, however now I’m plus one the fog is defiantly thicker than it used to be.  So, whatever part of the grey matter possessed me to become a blogger I bloody wish the same lightbulb would spur itself on to learn a bit more about the gubbins that goes with.

I have been very fortunate to have been introduced to some interesting folks, home and abroad who would like me to guest post, review and generally make a nuisance of myself on their own sites and blogs. I am thankful for this, but seriously folks… Are you aware of what you have let yourselves in for?

I used to love English but was always graded below my estimate, nobody seemed to agree that Juliet needed a slap and that Atticus Finch was an imaginary hottie!  I hardly ever answer emails, I’m half illiterate, I swear too much,  I rant far more, I’m a grumpy, post natal depressed, neurotic mother of one who is constantly on the brink of falling asleep standing up.  Moreover,  I get far worse after wine!