I had a birthday recently, and only to the very-generous could I still be considered to be in my mid-30s. This is fine. But, perhaps more conscious of time passing in my life, I did happen to notice that the Oil of Olay moisturiser that I can basically never be bothered to use, tells me … [Read more…]
I first met Cookie and Boothie when I started my first graduate job at a bank. I was (and possibly remain) a massive swot. Cookie and Boothie took it as their mission to slightly corrupt the new graduate by: Making me bunk off to the pub with them after a fire alarm Making me take … [Read more…]
When we moved from London, one of the first things I noticed about our new home town was the lack of diversity. Perhaps “lack” is too strong a word, but having previously been based in East London, as a white family we were probably in the minority, and I had grown used to our neighbourhood … [Read more…]
Many times over many years it has been debated who has it easier – the parent on maternity leave (pyjama days, coffee with friends, free time when the baby sleeps) or the parent who goes to the office (adult conversation, cup of hot tea, eating biscuits without your head in the cupboard). What I have … [Read more…]
I promise this isn’t going to be one of those dull blogs where people show you their amazing food in their immaculate kitchen. Honestly, I promise. Firstly, my kitchen is far from immaculate. Most of our recipes inadvertently contain more than your daily recommended amount of cat hair, and if I wipe the kitchen sides … [Read more…]
I promised EldestGirl pancakes for breakfast this morning. They’re something of a family speciality, and if you hide grated pear in them, I like to fool myself they’re not a totally unhealthy breakfast choice. (Though by the time I’ve drowned mine in maple syrup – “No, sorry, EldestGirl, this is just for grown-ups, it’s alcohol” – … [Read more…]
For those of you who were worried about my hurty finger, I’m pleased to tell you it has greatly improved today. I do have a small paper cut, but I’m going to try not to go on about it. Yesterday I met my friend Mel for coffee in a local town. EldestGirl was at nursery, … [Read more…]
I’m the first to admit I’m a hypochondriac. Not a lives-at-the-doctor’s-surgery, eating-as-many-pills-as-I-can-find hypochondriac, but usually have something a bit wrong. I am a big fan of Googling symptoms, and feeling smug when I get myself a diagnosis without even having to trouble the GP. Usually just the diagnosis itself is enough to stop me dwelling on it, … [Read more…]
At 6.03 this morning, it was clear we were all up for the day. YoungestGirl has slept through the night once or twice, but this is rare. She normally wakes maybe once at about 10 p.m., then again at 4 a.m. and then will go back to sleep until 7 after a breastfeed, but we … [Read more…]
No good deed goes unpunished, so they say. I recently advertised our old buggy on a local selling site. The “local” area is really local – covers about a quarter of a square mile. As the buggy’s brakes were a bit sticky, and it had seen better days, I advertised it for free, thinking I could … [Read more…]
