It’s HannahTime. How many times can I say the “M” word?

Ba ba ba, ba ba, baaaaa (my kids) cant touch this! My husband recently went away for a few days and walked mountains for tits. You know this already of course. But he also went away and took our kids with him, dropping them off at Granny and Grampy’s house for … Continue reading

You fabulous beautiful big Queen!

Saying you love the Queen, can be like saying you didn’t breastfeed your kids, or you like it when it is raining, that you don’t like animals very much really and that you don’t always flush the loo after having a wee. It’s controversial. But I DON’T CARE. I LOVE THE … Continue reading

BREASTS! BOOBS! TITS! FUN BAGS!

        and of course Tits. Whappas. Boobs. Bosom. Breasts. Fun bags. Nips. I may actually have a new name for mine, My Chis Packhams. Right now, as I type, my husband is at the beginning of climbing THREE MOUNTAINS in 24 HOURS. I cannot begin to describe … Continue reading