Skipped A Generation

An accidental first time mum in her fifties reflects on all things maternal from position of perpetual outsider and prolonged state of shock. An urban odyssey through parenthood plus from one who thought she’d never go there.

4 Responses to Skipped A Generation

  1. Alexandra says:

    Love the blog! Keep ’em coming! 🙂

  2. marytuda says:

    Belated thanks Alexandra lovely to be appreciated!

  3. Alison Gant, former fellow inmate of Highbury College, a long, long time ago says:

    I am at once intrigued and incredulous at your description of life in Skipped A Generation, given we were both (physically and metaphorically) in the same place at 18 years of age, and given that my own situation is now the inverse of yours: one could say I have Spawned A Generation!
    I too am one of the oldest at the school gate, picking up my elder grand-daughter from Year 1, before being joined by my youngest daughter from 6th form. Five generations of females still living on my mothers side, all eldest daughters – materfamilias rules OK!

  4. marytuda says:

    Somebody should have told me I had “odyssey” misspelt for years! That’s what comes of missing out on private education. . . .

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