Minnie’s Musings

Random ramblings of a middle aged, middle class, middle income woman

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  • Change for the Good?

    This may be another post where I change my mind half way through… Former candidate for the second to top job, Bridget Phillipson can now focus her attention back on the job in hand and model the hard work and concentration she would like to see from students throughout the land by actually running the…

  • School Runs and Teenagers

    Goodness me, aren’t secondary school runs hell on earth?! And I thought primary ones were a nightmare with parents risking their lives of their moppets because the five or ten minutes it might take to park up and walk junior to the gate is time they do not want to waste. Add in the odd…

  • Taking It Back

    In part. He isn’t advocating for a return to the fifties. He is advocating for proper and effective restrictions on social media where the views of violent misogynists are so prevalent and powerful. In fact he also points to the link between social media and self harm among girls and boys. Good for him. My…

  • Depressed

    Almost in the same breath as trailing yet more analysis of the Andrew Windsor saga (though how one can find a breath to draw in the breathless coverage of the demise of HRH Sleaze in Chief is a mystery) an interview with the author of a book on the danger of unemployed and lonely young…

  • Breaking News

    Interrupted Question Time. It was greeted with applause. And probably a sigh of relief. Perhaps this rather unpleasant individual who has done The Firm no credit whatsoever for decades will now go away. He might wander down to the local shop from his shed at the bottom of the garden, but he will inevitably feel…

  • The Flick

    Je suis avez le hump. Bad Franglais, I know, but have the hump, I do (is that Yoda-speak?) A new bus driver (well new to me) actually flicked my phone (with which I was trying to pay my fare) out of the way yesterday. And he did it with one of those nasal sighs that…

  • Suspicious Mind

    Now what’s-his-name has been caught and everyone and his mother has huffed and puffed with real and feigned outrage, the minister (oooops, sorry, Secretary of State no less) has fumed and two police forces have doubled the overtime bill for the weekend, it is time for some wanton speculation. My curiosity has been piqued… How…

  • Giving One a Way In

    I am still beetling my way through my data analysis course (after a brief hiatus while I started two new jobs and attempted to turn over a new leaf of the exercise front – both works in progress, needless to say). I have now taken up my cudgel again and am working through the revision…

  • ‘I Swear’, I wept

    I Swear is a blub fest par excellence. Bucketed through the family tensions, the isolation, the abuse, the lack of understanding, the redemption through a handful of people showing both compassion and a capacity to look beyond the surface. At one point (probably when a family meal is disrupted by an explosion of tics) my…

  • On a Scale of One To Ten

    Watching The House of Dynamite tanks at roughly negative two as something to watch to settle one’s equilibrium after a long half term. A vivid account of the US response to an imminent threat, it is heart in mouth stuff very well done. As our world tips ever more on a precipitous axis, I have…