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A little bio: I'm a 47 yr old parent and I live in Cardiff. I am Welsh (mostly) but lived in London for a bit as a kid. I went to a posh girls school when we were back in Wales but didn’t really fit in; I went to a cruddy uni in Swansea and got a good degree in Art; moved back to London for a bit, worked in some galleries, moved back to Cardiff, flailed around trying to get some type of arty job for a few years, eventually ended up working in the Finance dept for a Welsh Speaking Church which was ironic given I am an English speaking, maths-illiterate atheist. Still, the job has allowed me great flexibility in my life. I’ve travelled for a couple of months in South East Asia and lived in Melbourne, Australia for a year.

When I got back from Oz I met my husband and resumed working for the Church. Before long, I was married with 2 kids: a boy, 13 and a girl, 10, and 3 cats: Benny, Spider and Coco.  

Why I starting blogging: I started this blog in 2012 as a diet bore to help me lose weight. I changed direction of it to become more "parenty" when I was up the duff with my daughter but it's become more focused on Feminism and lefty "issues" as the kids have got older. 

What this about blog is NOW: I write about lots of things here.... being a parent, being a (cishet) woman (hence the feminism theme), being aware of privilege, having mental health challenges (mainly anxiety), kids=hardwork, how I like wine and plenty of other things. I moan a lot. I'm quite childish (you may have noticed) and I overshare BIG TIME. 

Here are some links to posts where I talk about me some more....

The Mummy Tag

TMI Post!

If you have any questions send me an email, message me on Facebook, Insta or tweet me & I will endeavour to answer anything! I will happily consider journo requests but am not interested in reviews or competitions though please. Use the buttons below for further contact. 


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♥ Jess Helicopter ♥


  

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