Rachaele's Blog

Dear Police Officer of Devon & Cornwall Police

Dear Police Officer of Devon & Cornwall Police

Dear Police officer of Devon & Cornwall Constabulary,  This afternoon one of my best friends attended an appointment with you.She’s been one of my best friends for eighteen years...She’s the most honest, loyal girl you could meet...when she entered my life all those years ago we were party-hard teenagers she was the life and soul of any occasion, but she was sensible...she didn’t ever take any of the drugs the rest of us did, she didn’t date the Dickhead men we did and she didn’t get into debt like we did...she remained single, worked hard. She paid her bills and...

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Love your Babies

Love your Babies

After my momma left home when I was four years old affection in our house totally stopped.My siblings and I were never kissed, or hugged, or told we were loved, ever.I learned to grow without an amazing secure feeling that my mum had smothered me with for the first few years of my life...And as soon as I had my own babies I loved them, every hour of every day...and at times I think I piss them off that I need to hold them, or sniff them, or kiss them or remind them they’re loved...but then I nose though Betsy’s...

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Gloves not Guns

Gloves not Guns

Our eldest son is eleven years old.He has just begun secondary school and his biggest worry right now is not winning his weekly football match.He gets the bus to and from school each day and on the weekends he hangs out with his mates after football and we, as parents, have no concerns.If I was to get in my car and drive up the motorway for a few hours there will be another eleven year old boy, in fact there will be hundreds of them. Their biggest worry right now is staying alive...because they have been groomed into joining gangs. At...

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Best Friends

Some women hate the thought going of Toddler groups.I get that.I hated the thought of going to Toddler Group after Betsy was born thirteen years ago.......but I was drowning in postnatal depression, my relationship was volatile and I was young. All my girlfriends were spending their weekends getting drunk and partying whilst I was drowning in nappies, covering my nipples in lansinoh and tucking freezing cold cabbage leaves down my bra & I didn’t know one other mum.Upon rocking upto baby group with a lump of anxiety in my throat I met another mum called Mel who had a baby...

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Water Bills & Gypsies

Water Bills & Gypsies

Last Monday I received a call from South West water advising me they were 99% sure we had a water leak due to the ridiculously high consumption...Josh went out in the road and surprisingly managed to find the meter to undertake a leak test.Turns out there was no leak. Just a teenage daughter who likes to ruin my life by using half the salon size bottles of bed head shampoo & conditioner per hair wash, spends 36 minutes shaving each leg whilst singing along like she’s some platinum selling record artist giving no shits about the water bill or the...

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