The Fly Guys is a brand new series of books, and Monday Madness is the first to be produced. Written by Emma Leverton and illustrated by Joe Sharpe, the Fly Guys are based on an idea by Bobby Thandi - or rather Bobby Thandi's daughter. The book is designed to make children think about pre-judgement, and lead to discussion about difference and diversity.


The Fly Guys Monday Madness features Alice, a 5 year old girl, and Fuzz, her friend the fly. Fuzz lives under the floorboards in Alice's bedroom. It's an unlikely pairing that really only could have been dreamed up by a child - but that's the sort of thing that makes it attractive to other children, and it makes it different.

Sometimes an offer of a review comes by that really suits the moment, and when I got the email about a Harry Potter style Time-Turner necklace, my 15 year old Harry Potter fan was sitting next to me. It would have been mean to refuse, especially as she had been looking at them a few days earlier.


The packaging is simple enough, and the necklace is solid, so it won't come to any harm, despite the hour glass in the centre. The chain is a good length, 33cm, and the necklace is actually fairly heavy.

This is our 3rd LEGO Speed Champions review and the last of the three £12.99 Hybrid Supercars sets. The Porsche 918 Spyder is another really intricate, yet not tricky, build which constructs an amazingly solid vehicle that can be played with by children as a toy car.

In 2014 the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles had a bit of a makeover. They still eat pizza and they still wear bandanas, but there's something decidedly different about them. They're meaner and not so cute. Life since 1987 has hardened them, and you can see that in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie.

Following on from our surprise purchase on Sunday, my partner went back to Smyths today and bought a couple more of the LEGO Speed Champions sets. Sadly our budget doesn't allow for the Ferrari Truck, but we did get the McLaren P1 hybrid supercar set 75909.



As with the other sets, the bricks are in 3 un-numbered bags, with 2 instruction booklets, a bag of interchangeable wheel trims and a full sheet of stickers.

I'm sad to say that this will most likely be our last review for Green Toys. My two young boys love them as much as I do, but at very nearly 5 and 6 1/2, we're getting to the top of the age range, so it's time to pass the job on to somebody else. Our Green Toys will continue to be used - mainly in the bath, garden and sandpit!


I don't need to tell you how impressed I am with Green Toys, I tell you every review, and I'm not disappointed with the Green Toys Tool Set. It's very nicely done and sturdy enough to withstand a lot of rough play from my 4 year old handyman.

Some things pop up when you least expect them.....

While fetching rabbit food today my other half popped into Smyths to have a quick LEGO browse and found the brand new LEGO Speed Champions sets on sale. Guessing that we must have somehow missed the official release he only bought the LaFerrari set 75899 (he needs the wheel arches for a project).

The Milly, Molly box set of level 1 books is our second review for Sweet Cherry Publishing. Written by Gill Pittar and illustrated by Cris Morrell, we're reading a set of 10 books for Key Stage One children aged around 5-7 years. First published in 2000, the books have been translated into over 40 languages.


Milly and Molly are two young girls who are good friends. They live in a town full of friendly characters and each have a cat. They are also known from the doll who inspired the books, and the animated  TV series inspired by the books. Each book promotes a different life skill.

I'd much rather feed my children something that I feel is healthier and has nutritional value, than a snack that offers their tiny bodies very little else than energy. I try and ensure they have their 5-a-day, and snacks can be a great way to help reach that number.


We were given the chance to try Fruit Heroes bars. Massively popular in their native Denmark, they're a relatively new launch in the UK.

They're vegetarian and count as a full portion of fruit, are made from only natural ingredients and are raw. There are no preservatives, colourings, added sugar, added salt or Sulphur Dioxide and they are gluten and dairy free. Basically they're just fruit with a tiny amount of vegetable oil (2-3%) and water.

There seems no way it can be six months since Elspeth died, but it's true.

Six months is such a very long time, but I don't really remember very much of it, and it seems more possible I miscounted. It's a very demoralising thought that six months has already passed, but today it seems more as if it was six days. It's so tiring, I'm so weary. It makes it hard to sugar-coat anything.

Some days are okay, and others are not. We all feel the lack of progress, the failure to have moved on, the loss of confidence, the loss of you.

There's a lot of anger now, and frustration and even confusion. A house full of people who are short-tempered and frustrated, and overly-sensitive, is a hard place to live in. Everyone walks on eggshells all the time, but still manages to offend everyone else. We spend half our time explaining throwaway comments and asides that have devastated someone unintentionally. But we need each other, so we move from anger to tears in rapid succession, and step back onto the eggshells to start over again.

The children are no longer deemed 'Children In Need'. Everyone's happy with their progress, and has been since the beginning. The little boys coping very well and performing well at school, and five nights on a sedative from the Doctor have brought our youngest back into a routine of sleeping through. The three teenagers all have exams. They have so much stress to handle and I lie awake at night wondering how they can do it. How can they go to school and achieve, how can they focus? We're so proud of them, we really are.

I rarely cook properly. It's so hard to go and stand in the kitchen alone and cook, when for so many years you'd bring your homework and sit with me while I did it. I'd listen to you read and explain unknown words, and sometimes we'd discuss stuff that you can only discuss when you're alone, but you don't need any of those things now. You'll never need them.

The relentlessness is what's so hard. It doesn't stop. There is no getting off the treadmill, no break, no time off. We can never escape the fact that you aren't here - it goes on forever.

We are still waiting for the twice-delayed inquest, which will not be next month as someone is on holiday all month - lucky them. I hope they enjoy their holiday while we sit at home under a cloud, waiting to move on. I know emptiness follows the inquest, I've been told, but waiting for something that's going to be so painful adds another frustration. It gives us something else we have no control over.

We're doing it though, we are. And we will get there. I am the woman who jumped and landed, and I didn't stop walking because I knew I'd broken my leg. I had to keep going or I'd never make it to the van. That is where our lives are now. We can't stop, we can't pause, we can't smell any flowers, we just keep going. And one day we'll make it.

It was your 17th birthday 3 days ago, and that was a day everyone was dreading, and it went okay. Your 6 year old brother bought you flowers. He chose them very carefully. He said that he didn't want to get you anything you couldn't use, so you have purple and white flowers and a card saying Happy Birthday in fancy writing. You don't have driving lessons and band t-shirts and art materials. You can't use them.

Your friends organised an amazing time. They got together as a huge group and went and spent the evening together on a hill overlooking our town - the same place where our oldest walked to on the day you died. It's a very fitting place, and they had an awesome time. They celebrated your life, and came together to talk about where they are now - all moving forward and nearly half way through their college courses already. I hope they all do fantastically in any exams they are sitting this year. They miss you.

We ended up mostly spending your birthday together, talking and just being there, and when bedtime came everyone breathed a sigh of relief that we'd got through that day. We will feel the same today, as we do many days. Wondering where the time went, but glad that it did.

I hope you can see us. I hope you can enjoy the smiles and join in with the laughs. I hope you see that they are increasing, and we will get there, wherever there is. But we aren't there yet.

Here are some smiles I've collected this month...


There aren't many, but I think that's mainly a reflection on how many photo's I've actually taken, the teenagers revising, and the last week being very hard. You can be proud of your brother though, he's been rewarded for writing a fabulous 4 page story about The Gingerbread Man - complete with alternate ending featuring an elephant!


We miss you x