Cinderella & The Cleverly Worded Will

Cinderella & The Cleverly Worded Will

Before I met Sally, she was a single mum. On the day of our wedding, both Sally and our eldest child officially became Ropers and although he is “technically” my step-son, I have always considered him to be my son. A great guy we know very sadly lost his wife a number of years ago. He eventually met a great woman who had herself lost her husband, leaving her a single mum. They married and became a blended family, with five children between them all under one roof! Sometimes, the story of a family is like that – a mish-mash…read more >
Property Protection Trusts – Concerned About Care Costs?

Property Protection Trusts – Concerned About Care Costs?

Care costs are becoming more and more of a concern with every passing year. We all want to be comfortable and well cared for later on in life and for most of us, we would prefer that to be in the comfort of our own home. But that is not always possible. Many of us will have had experience of a loved one wanting to stay in their own home but not being able to look after themselves. Many of us will therefore also have had experience of the incredibly high cost of care homes. The frustration is understandable and…read more >
There’s Still Time

There’s Still Time

Something happened on Saturday. Our eldest son, our firstborn (and therefore our parenting guinea pig) became an adult…well, legally, anyway. The day began, as all birthdays do in our house, with presents and cards in the living room, pancakes and maple syrup for breakfast and the usual conversation about where we were at that exact time on the actual day that they were born. It wasn’t until all three of our children had finished their pancakes and made their way back up to their bedrooms that the photo album came out. There began my downward spiral. As I looked as…read more >
Back to School

Back to School

You can’t beat a bit of Back to School stationary shopping. I remember it well; new ruler, eraser and pencil sharpener; freshly machine-sharpened pencils, a brand new pen and a fresh, crisp, unmarked school bag; new school jumper (no need for new shirts as last year’s still fit, and Mum “isn’t made of money”) and some shiny new shoes that we waited in line for. Returning to school, still a bit sun-kissed from a holiday by the sea, but ready for a new term with new teachers, fresh new books and stories of how everyone spent their Summer. As we…read more >