Confessions of a Single Mum

Being single I must confess I am perfectly happy with it. I never have a dull moment and rarely get bored. I have though in place a group of friends which unknown to them all make up my support group.

There is the childless couple – They happily borrow my children when they want to go to see a kid’s film or do something you can’t get away with unless you have kids in toe. They always come up trumps at Christmas and love to join in my children’s Christmas activities.

The Builder – The male friend who can do builder type things and gladly drops tools off and offers advice on such things. Can also be counted on for platonic nights out and strategically vanishes to the side lines if I get chatted up.

The Car Boffin – I must admit to gathering a few of these sorts of friends as anything under the bonnet of a car is way beyond me.

The Nerd – Even though I know my way around a computer and the internet it is always valuable to know a nerd. They might not set the world on fire but they know their data.

The Feminine Male – You think he should be gay but he isn’t. He is so in touch with his feminine side it makes me feel butch sometimes. Can be relied on for countless talk and advice and thinks everyone and everything is lovely.

The Therapist – Any therapist of any sorts is helpful to have on hand. Free counselling over a drink is the best way to get your mind sorted. Also a brilliant stand in for ‘partners included’ get togethers .

The Intellectual – Although thought of as boring on first sighting, his wealth of knowledge is mind blowing. Not the ideal dinner guest so mainly used as a reference tool.

The Flirt – Useful for bringing a flirtatious smile to the day. But kept firmly at arms length and would no way go there. (Shudders at thought)

Now if I could wrap that little lot into one man I would be sorted.

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