Dear So and So letters

My Dear so and so letters this week are not only to other people who I have met but to objects and life in general

Dear Green Park Underground Station

On Sunday, whilst I was travelling through from your station, I took my toddler of 3 years to the toilet. He said that he didn’t want to go, but as a Parent I know that he wouldn’t be able to hold himself on the train and end up wetting himself, so I though it would be best that he went before we boarded the train. I was relieved to see the toilet sign and rushed him quickly in the direction of the toilets. I was utterly disgusted to see this…….


50p for a wee! Seriously! I’ve heard of going to spend a penny but 50 of them! AND of course I only had £1 and the machine doesn’t give change so it cost me double just for my little 3-year-old to go to the toilet. How can you even think of charging that much for someone to use the toilet?

From a not very happy PISSed off Mummy


Dear Son,

I was so proud of you on Sunday when I saw you on the big screen, running in the Westminster Mile. Ok, you didn’t beat last years time and You were a little upset about the time that you got, but just remember that your family are very proud of you and just your sheer determination and courage to run in such a big race is enough to make us very proud of you


You managed to finish with a time of 6:10 and came 22nd out of 43 boys. I look at you and still see the tiny, fragile little baby boy who was handed to me in the hospital bed at a few seconds old. I find it hard to believe that twelve years have passed, and that I nearly have a teenager boy. You make us proud in everything that you do.

Love Mummy


Dear Ironing Pile,

You sit there in the Corner of the kitchen, Mr high and mighty. You feel a little hard done by as no-one has given you any attention for days. The family walk by you, ignoring the look that you are giving out. I’m sick to death of you, the way that you just wait there staring at me, wanting my attention. Well let me tell you, I have a lot more important things in my busy life to deal with than giving you a few hours of my day. How am I going to find the time to fit you in. I’m a busy person you know!

From a worn out Mum


Dear Underground worker at Goodge Street,

Thank you so much for your help!

Whilst walking along the platform after getting off of the Northern Line train, a big gush of wind came along and blew my youngest son’s hat off of his head. I wasn’t quick enough to grab it as I was holding both my sons hands, all we could do was watch it fly onto the tracks. It landed in between the rails. We went up to the ticket office, where we bumped into you on our way through the turnstile. I thought that it would be a good idea to tell you about the hat, not thinking that we had a chance to get it back, but to warn you incase it caused any trouble with the track. You took down my number nad said that you would ring me if they managed to get it back at the end of the day.

I didn’t expect to receive a call an hour later from you telling me that you had managed to pick the hat up with a grabber stick and that it was waiting for me at the station. We picked it up on our way home, all the staff were waiting there to hand it back to my little man.

You really did make a little boy very happy, he thought that he had lost it forever.

Thank you

From a very thankful Mum

I’m linking up my letters to Michelle Twin Mum #Dearsoandso linky, head on over to read more


Dear So and So at Mummy from the Heart


A Proud Mini Marathon Day

My children make me proud everyday, there is always something that either one of them has done that makes me take a deep breath and well up inside. I am proud of all 3 of my boys. But yesterday was a very special day where the whole family was proud of the eldest boy. We watched him compete in the London Mini Marathon.

It was the second time that he has had this amazing experience. He first ran it last year when he was 11 years old, read about the post here . He is not the best runner but he tries really hard to achieve his best. This year was a struggle for him as he had lost his running mojo and as much as I get telling him to go out training he just kept saying ‘yeah, tomorrow’. It wasn’t until the last three weeks that he actually began to put the time in to his training and then he started to get a little worried. On Saturday he got bit by a gnat/horsefly and straight away he had a bad reaction to it. Unlucky for Jak, the bite was on his ankle. It wasn’t long before it was swollen, inflamed and blistered. I gave him piriton and rubbed cream on the bite but it was too late to stop it from swelling, the poison had already got into the blood stream. By Sunday morning the swelling had gone down a little but it was still blistered.

Sunday morning had arrived, Jak had to be at the coach for 6:45. He was going to be travelling with the rest of the boroughs team. As I waved him goodbye amongst his friends, a tear welled up in my eye. My baby wasn’t a baby anymore but instead a young lad. I am proud of him everyday for who he is and who he has turned out to be. Running in races, achieving goals in school and his acting are just those little extra moments that make me more proud of him (if it’s even possible).

The coach pulled away, the next time I will see him will be running down Birdcage Walk, on towards The Mall to the finish line.

Jak’s race was starting at 9:09. We left at 8 to catch the train into to London, dressed up in layers to keep us warm and armed with umbrellas incase it rained we was ready to get a spot along route.

We found (what we thought to be a perfect place) along Birdcage walk, propped against the railings we waited for the under 13’s to arrive. We watched and cheered on the other boys that was passing, recognising the odd boy from our boroughs team and shouting their name to cheer them on.


The first past us was the under 17 boys in black t-shirts, then it was the under 15 boys in blue t-shirts. Up ahead we spotted the first red t short to come along, it was the under 13 boys. We wasn’t expecting to see Jak within the first lot of boys, so we cheered the boys on and waited a couple of minutes. It is so hard to spot your child as they are all in the same colour t-shirts and about the same height. It wasn’t long before we spotted him. We shouted out his name, but he just kept on running. He looked good. He had a good stride.

I never got to see him pass over the finish line as we had a little trouble trying to cross the road. We had positioned ourselves on the wrong side of the road to the finishing line, and had to wait for a gap in the runners to get across. When we eventually crossed over, Jak was already waiting at the borough’s coach for us to pick him up. Once I had signed to say that I had collected him, we was ready to take him off for a well-earned breakfast.

One other thing that made so proud that day was how his little siblings cheered him on and the look on their little cherub faces as they saw him pass by. My two youngest boys look up to their older brother. As soon as they saw him after the race had finished, they ran up to him and gave him a huge hug.

Proudly showing off his medal
Proudly showing off his medal

Jak is a little upset with his time and was hoping that he would have done better, but to me he was the winner as all I saw out on that big wide road was him. Jak. My big boy. The boy that makes me proud every day.

Well Done Jak!

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A budding young athlete

The sun was shining, the air was crisp and cold and the sky was clear of any rain clouds. It was the boroughs London mini marathon trials for children aged 11-17.

The London Mini Marathon runs on the same day as the London Marathon, on the last 3 miles of the route finishing in the same place, at the end of The Mall.

Each London borough, region and home nation has a team manager who is responsible for selecting a team to take part in the Virgin Money Giving Mini London Marathon. Teams are made up of 48 runners per London borough and 36 runners per region / home nation. Boys and girls race in three age categories – Under 13, Under 15 and Under 17. There are six races in total.

My eldest Jak was lucky enough to land a place in last years mini marathon, he had just turned 11 and was beginning to become interested in running. He hadn’t entered any running races before except for the local organised Parkrun. Read about his experience of the day here.

He hasn’t been running as much recently and has pretty much given up on the sport, he attends a training session on a Thursday evening down at our local athletics track but even that is as and when, but his heart doesn’t seem to be in it. I sometimes feel like I am pushing him too much into it, but I have asked him if he enjoys it ans if he wants to give it up. He just tells me that he still enjoys running but just needs something to look forward to, something to work towards, a goal.

Yesterday morning he woke up, got dressed into his running clothes and waited for his Dad to take him down to the park where the borough trials were being held. Registration was at 9:30 and the race was due to start at 11:00. He had been suffering with a sore throat for a few days and woke up feeling a bit husky and with a heavy chest, I gave him some medicine and hoped that it would ease as the morning went on. As the two youngest weren’t very well, I couldn’t go down to support him, but I gave him a big hug as he left the house. He knew if the boys were well enough that I would be there cheering him on.

The first eight children from each age and gender category get through to represent the borough, the race is just under 3 miles. It starts with a 300 metre run around the running track and then off into the park for two laps and then in to the track for a final 100 metre to the finish line. Jak came fourth in his age category with a time of 16:10



He was happy with his time although he did say he could definitely do better.

All of the children that got through were presented with a letter by the Mayor



The training now begins! He is to attend a weekly training session where not only will he be able to improve on his race training but also to get to know his team mates from the boroughs team.

He will be raising money for the Mayor’s Appeal which is Teenager Cancer Trust.

I am hoping now that my son has something to look forward to with his running, that he will fall back in love with the sport.

I will keep you updated with his progress 🙂



C25K with children

Last Tuesday I started my ‘Couch to 5k’ training, since then  I have managed to do about 4 sessions. I am supposed to do three sessions spaced equally over a week, so I have decided to train on a Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday.

I haven’t found it easy to fit it in, especially with working and looking after three children. Last week I went out for a jog early in the morning before the children woke up and the other half went to work and on Thursday I managed to get in 20 minute session whilst the children were at athletics club, but on Sunday and today I had to go out with the children.

The boys don’t mind assisting me with my jogging as they are very fit and love to run anyway. They are far better than me and when i stop for a brisk walk they just want to carry on jogging, even my jogging pace is too slow for them.

When my middle and eldest boys found out i was training to run 5k, they couldn’t wait to offer their help.

On Sunday, the boys and I all went out together in the morning, the sun was shining and it was quite pleasant weather. The youngest is only three and I was a bit worried that it would be too much for him. The week 1 session starts with a brisk 5 minute walk followed by 7 repetitions of 60 second run and a 90 second walk, then finishes with another 5 minute walk. He did struggle a little but when it was time to walk i picked him for a little rest. I handed over my phone to the eldest so he could take charge of the app that i had installed on my phone, once it was time to change from a run to a walk the phone would buzz to let us know. This made him feel a little like my personal trainer as he shouted out when to walk and when to jog.

I was too tired to go out early this morning, plus their was a little incident near by at our local shops and it scared me a little to go out in the dark on my own, so I decided to go with the boy again after school.  I was starting to get a little dark as we left the house, the eldest decided to stay at home and I persuaded the youngest to sit in his stroller. We had only got 2 minutes into our warm up walk and he had fallen asleep. The pavements were a little uneven and the stroller has seen better days (I was a little worried that the wheel would fall off at one point) It was bit bumpy but it manged to stay together for the 25 minutes we were out. It actually gave me something to lean against at times.

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This week sessions start with a brisk 5 minutes walk followed with 6 repetitions of 90 seconds running and 120 seconds walking and a 5 minute warm down walk. I managed to keep up with my son who was always running just ahead of me.

I really enjoyed being out with the boys, we talked as we walked/jogged and it made the time go quite fast.



I love how my children really want to help me achieve my goal, they are very supportive. I can’t wait until summer comes and I will be able to run around the park with them. Not only am I becoming healthier and fitter but my boys are being more active than normal.  It’s got to be better than playing on the Playstation, right? (although I’m not sure they would agree with me on that, lol)

Are you dong the C25K? How do you manage to fit in the sessions?


My little running superstar #mysundayphoto

Yesterday My eldest ran in the Westminster Mile in London, he done really well, his running pace is getting better and better.

After leaving him with the events marshalls to walk him down to the start line along with the other children who were running in the boys under 11 and 13 London Borough Championships we made our way to the start line ourselves to see him set off.

As he was waiting on the start line Mo Farah walked over to all the boys who were waiting and Jak told him that he was a big fan of his and Mo shook his hand and said good luck to him (thank you Mo for making his day) unfortunately I didn’t capture this on camera as I had run off further down the route so i could cheer him on nearer to the finish line.

But i did capture his great big smile after he had finished wearing his medal





The day my 11 Yr old met the Mayor

Today was a very special day for my eldest son Jak

Today he met the Mayor and was presented with a certificate and thanked personally for representing the borough in the London Mini Marathon and for volunteering to raise money for Chrons And Colitis.

Two weeks ago Jak received a letter in the post addressed to himself, inviting him along to the Town Hall to meet the mayor and to hand over any money that he had collected for the Mayors charity.

We arrived just in time to be greeted in the foyer, where other children who had competed also, along with Jak, were waiting to be led into the Mayors Chamber, The Mayor addressed the children and thanked them for such an amazing achievement, he explained what the charity was and how the money that they had raised would be helping children, like themselves, and adults within our borough.



Jak was beaming with pride as his name was called out and he made his way to the front of the chamber to be presented with a certificate by the Mayor and Mayoress



Although the marathon has been and gone and is only a small memory for some people, for Jak it is still fresh in his mind and he still can not believe that he ran in such an iconic race.

After having single photos with the Mayor the children were then led out back into the foyer where they posed for a group photo

20140514-202627.jpgUnfortunately not all of the children turned up, but that just meant that there were more biscuits for us lol

Jak felt very important today and so he should, as what he did was something to be very proud of!



Proud Mummy Moment / London Mini marathon


It’s 6:00 am on Sunday morning and my eldest boy Jak is just getting dressed, he’s packing his bag and running around the house looking for his trainers. Dad is getting out the bikes, checking the tyres and making sure that they are ready for a journey.

I’m sitting down on the sofa and as I am watching my 11 year old boy preparing his bag and making sure he has the correct paperwork that he needs I look at him and don’t see a little boy anymore, I see a young man getting ready to live a dream.

You see, Jak has spent the last few months training and preparing himself to run in a race, a race that many young children across the country will be running as well. He has a passion for running (something he must get from his Dad) he loves the adrenaline that pumps through his veins when he is running, he enjoys the pain that it gives him when he is pushing himself to reach further distances.

He isn’t the greatest of runners but its the determination that he has for the sport, it’s not about winning but it’s about the competing for him.

He’s a bit of a Forest Gump, once he starts running he just keeps on going!

Jak has trained hard for this race, especially in the last few weeks. We spent last week away on holiday and he still went out for a run with his Dad just so that he wouldn’t be begin on his training.

Jak was running in the London Mini Marathon.

This was to be his first race and what a race to make a debut at in regards to his amateur sporting career. He has run in local parkrun events with other adults and children but just for fun. He has never run with children of his own age, they have either been much older or younger.

Jak had to meet a coach which was put on by the borough at 6:45, Dad was cycling him to the meet up point and then carrying on into London to met him and the rest of the team there.

As I waved my son off a tear came to my eye, he was heading off to achieve a goal that he has dreamt of for months.

The next time that morning I saw him was when he was running along the streets of London heading down Birdcage walk towards Buckingham Palace, nearing the end of the 3 mile race.


My heart was beating fast, I shouted out
“Go Jak!”
Joseph was jumping up and down, with excitement cheering on his big brother

Jak looked over at us and waved, he was beaming with pride


We headed over to the finish line, to meet him at the designated netting point for the borough, we waited a while and then I spotted him walking along looking slightly dazed eating an apple. I asked him if he was ok as when I noticed him running along I saw that he was running with his arm outwards, he did he was fine but was just taking it all in, he had a pain in his shoulder which was giving him a bit of grief but he was just so overwhelmed with the whole experience.

We collected him form the coach pick up point and I have him the biggest hug possible, I was so proud of him, my boy never seems to amaze me with his ability to just get on with things and enjoy the moment.

We took him for a cooked breakfast in Trafalgar Square, where we sat all talked about his experience, he quickly told us that it was an experience like no other and he would be getting back into training as soon as possible so he could attend the trials next year and hopefully get picked to represent the borough again so he can beat his time.



One very proud Mummy signing out 🙂


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A wet and windy marathon trial

We have some very exciting news to share with you all!

A couple of days ago, Jak was entered a very special race, he was to race for a place to represent the borough and participate in the Giving London Mini Marathon 2014. As Jak turned 11 last September he just qualified in age to compete and he loves to run long distance (his choice completely)  so on Sunday morning we was all up early and ready to register him for the race.

We arrived at the park just as it had started to rain, Jak was all hyped up and went off to warm up by jogging slowly around the track outside with his Dad. The mayor had arrived to cheer on the children, male and female aged between 11 and 18 and they all seemed to be in good form. No one was put off by the weather, which was getting worse and the wind was starting to pick up too.

All the participants were called over to the start line, 27 children in all, and with the sound of the horn they all set off to run one lap of the track and out into the park, just under 3 miles of running in the cold, wet, windy weather.

I watched, just like the other parents, with anticipation and with butterflies in my tummy, no matter what the outcome it was his first race and I was worried for him. Not worried if he didn’t get picked but worried if he was to get hurt, not just physically but mentally too. Jak’s confidence had been knocked just a week earlier and I just wanted him to realise that he can be just as good as anyone else if he put his mind to it.


He started off well and I watched him pass, I followed him out into the park to watch him run the two laps of the park area before finishing off in the track arena.



Dad, being a long distance runner himself, had given him plenty of advice on where to partition himself at the start up and how to manage his breathing whilst running, I was so proud watching him run by me, I don’t know how he was feeling but I couldn’t breathe myself. I knew how much this meant to him, he really wanted to run in the marathon and since Christmas had been out once a week running 5k to get ready for it.

The rain was coming down fast and the wind made it icy cold, but not one of those children gave up, they just carried on running and giving it their all. I watched as the first 10 entries entered the track and passed by, heading to the finish line. I watched my boy enter at sixteen minutes, he was soaked through but he had the biggest smile plastered on his face



He came in 16th overall and 2nd in his age category, 11-13. He had to come in within the first 6 to be able to represent the borough in the London Giving Mini Marathon.

He came straight over to me after he had finished and gave me a huge wet cuddle, he told me that he fell over in the rain and was sick on the second lap round the park, I told him that it didn’t matter, that i was very proud of him and that no matter what he tried his best.

He gave his name over to the organiser at the desk and was told that he came in 2nd and had got his place on the boroughs team, he was presented with a letter of confirmation and dates of the training sessions and he posed with the mayor.





Not only does he get to compete in a major sporting event but he gets to raise money for the Mayor’s chosen charity which is Chrons & Colitis UK.

His first training session is on Thursday, he is so excited!

I will keep you all posted on his journey 🙂

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A Wintery Morning ParkRun #countrykids

Early Saturday morning the boys and I wrapped up warm and travelled to one of our local parks, I say early as we left at 8:15am!

Jak normally takes part in a 5k Parkrun on a Saturday with his Dad, but Dad got called out to work early so I had to step in and take him. Jak loves running and is currently training to enter in the Mini Marathon borough trials, last week he managed to run 5k in 23:27 so this week he was hoping to beat his time. We arrived at the park 15 minutes prior to start time so Jak done some warm ups and talked me through the route that he would be running.

Parkrun is a Free local weekly 5km event for runners of all standards, which takes place every Saturday at 9:00am in our local Park. It is not a race against other runners, but a 5k timed run for fun or as part of a training plan. People of all ages ages, name or female from the local community come together on a regular basis, you can run, jog, walk or push a buggy, not only do you get free physical exercise but you get to enjoy the beauty of the park. Jak has registered himself online with them so he has a barcode that he has to take along with him so that he can get it scanned at the end of the run and he will receive his official time.

As the start time was approaching and Jak made his way along with the other participants, the boys and I made our way to the lake so we could cheer him on as he passed us by.



It was amazing to see him run along with adults, he was in 7th place and I could have burst with pride. That’s my boy running past me with such energy and passion for the sport.

Joseph showed me where to go next on the course to see him pass again (Joseph sometimes goes along too on his bike)



Everytime Joseph saw him he cheered him on, Jak said this gave him that extra burst of energy to him shout his name 🙂

We was at the finish line to watch him pass over the line, he managed to run it in 22:33 a new personal best for him!



He is really serious about his running and has now got a new goal, he wants to get his time down by a minute at least! I don’t want him to push himself too much as I want him to keep on enjoying running.

His trial is on the 26th of this month and he has to come in the top 8 in his age category to be in with a chance of competing for the borough in the London Mini Marathon. He is 11 years old (yr 6) he has so much drive and commitment to it I am hoping that he will do well.

After Jak had done his stretches and had a little rest we all went off to feed the ducks


Oliver loves to feed the ducks, but they were a bit on the hungry side and chased us for the bread so we made a quick get away and found a few puddles to jump into instead



I am glad we had a spare pair of socks and trousers as he got absolutely drenched! He had so much fun though and smiled and giggled the whole time.

Although it was chilly the Sun had started to make an appearance, the sky was a clear blue and it was turning into a pleasant winters sunny morning.

The boys had some fun playing in the park, Jak rested on the big rope swing


Oliver climbed on the sunken wooden ship and loved clambering up the rope ladder to the look out point



All in all Our early morning trip to the park was quite eventful, full of the new memories and lots of fresh air.

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Olympics inspire the Boys

Inspiring a Nation

Over the past fortnight we have been glued to the television screen watching the Olympics. The boys favourite has been the athletics and cycling, Joseph has loved watching the gymnastics and Jak has screamed with delight when Mo raced over the finish line in not one but two olympics races, the 10,000m and 5,000m. The boys have been walking around doing the mobot to everyone. We wasn’t one of the lucky ones to get tickets which wasn’t due to not trying so we took to joining everyone else and joined the crowds on the streets of London and Hyde Park to watch the Mens Triathlon. Jak and Joseph were ecstatic as they watched the Brownlee brothers Alistair and Jonathon cross the finishing line to the rapturous screams of the crowds. Jak has always been a fan of running, swimming and cycling as it is something that his dad does every day, he enjoys going out for a run with his Dad a round the block where we live. Although the boys dad enters triathlon races i do believe that with thanks to the success of the Brownlee brothers they have inspired Jak to ask me to get him into a triathlon club. He has spent hours trawling the internet trying to find a local club that he could join or even an event he could enter  but much to his disappointment he hasn’t found one just yet. So until he can find one in the meantime he has come up with his very own idea of setting up a triathlon by himself at home, Jak is lucky to have a 24ft swimming pool in his garden so he has been swimming around the pool and practising his laps. He wants to invite his friends around the house so they can all enter and join in on the fun. he has decided on them doing 4 laps of the pool followed by one lap of the block on his bicycle and one lap running. He has even talked about getting the transition right and talked about making sure that they all have their bicycles ready outside the house along with their trainers and socks set out ready for them to put them on.

In Jak’s school report his teacher wrote that there is nothing that Jak can not achieve if he sets his mind to it and i believe this too, Jak is very strong minded, loyal and passionate young boy and if he starts something he always likes to see it through. I have myself looked into finding an event for him to enter and also tried to find a club but there isn’t one locally but i will not give up as it is something that i believe he will enjoy doing and will definitely take pleasure in participating in. Jak has also been to the local library and taken out books to read on techniques of running and sports psychology and talked about it for days. While watching the last day of the olympics i was explaining to the boys that they was very lucky to have been part of such an amazing event and that they probably would never get to see an olympic event in person ever again unless they travel to other countries to watch them and Jak replied that i was wrong and that he would be in the games himself as an athlete and i would get to watch him in person compete in races, this brought a tear to my eyes as i saw the hunger in his face. The weekend just gone saw the boys Dad enter his second Triathlon and they were just as excited to cheer him on as they was Team GB. They was over the moon when the saw Daddy come into view nearing the finish line, full of proudness they jumped all over him, Jak now wants to be alongside his Dad and take part too.

Here is Jak practising his own Triathlon in our garden and here is to Jak and his future.


First the swim


Next up the cycle ride


Finishing his run

Thank you for reading my post 🙂