One of the joys of having a four year-old is their insistence that we listen to whatever they want to in the car. This is usually the Frozen soundtrack for the nine hundredth time. (“Love is an open dooooooooor”) Thankfully most of our journeys are fifteen minutes or so, so we don’t usually get as … [Read more…]
There was one time at work… I remember the year. It was the year I lived in Hackney, on my own. It was a sunny day, crisp, that first promise of Spring that comes sometimes in February, sometimes in March. I was a new graduate, on the company’s training scheme, and the following week I’d be … [Read more…]
It is a rare day that I am interested in any form of beautification. Clean and hair brushed is about as good as I get most days. However, I have noticed recently that my feet are a bit… yucky. Just general winter feet, nothing out of the ordinary. Just dry, hard skin. I expect a … [Read more…]
At EldestGirl’s gym class this week, one of her classmates had the world’s most epic tantrum. I didn’t see what sparked it, but it was a full-on, out of control, screaming, legs thrashing, hysterical meltdown. Her mother, with a newborn in her Maxi-Cosi, looked like she’d seen it all before, and after trying (and failing) … [Read more…]
Despite the awful pregnancy, dreadful labour, terrible emergency Caesarean Section and slow recovery, the thing that most put me off having another child was the Second Year of Doom. For those of you unacquainted with the Second Year of Doom, this is when your (until now) coddled and healthy one year-old baby starts some form … [Read more…]
At age 22, preparing to leave university with a degree in English, I had no idea what I wanted to do. I had narrowed it down though: London. I wanted to be in London. Armed with this – admittedly wide-ranging criterion – I set about looking for graduate schemes that would guarantee me working in … [Read more…]
Dear Ms Nunn Thank you for your letter dated 13 March 2017. It is always gratifying for our institution to receive letters from the public. Unfortunately, I must decline your request to be sent a pet. Our zoological society exists primarily to enhance important conservation work and to educate the public about understanding and respect … [Read more…]
YoungestGirl hates socks. Well, not quite. She loves socks. Just not on her feet. Excitedly, every morning she squeals with delight when the socks come out of the drawer. And she then spends the next twelve hours of consciousness excitedly pulling them off again. Her absolute favourite thing to do is to pull both socks … [Read more…]
We have a glut of celebrations all shoved into the same part of the year: September is EldestGirl’s birthday October is my birthday November is YoungestGirl’s birthday December is Christmas January is TheBloke (TM)’s birthday February is Valentine’s Day March is our wedding anniversary, plus Mothers’ Day. It makes sense to mothball a few of … [Read more…]
I have thought long and hard about how to phrase this post. One of the pitfalls of being less-than-anonymous in my blog is that my friends and my neighbours can probably make a fairly good guess about some of the places and people I might blog about. This is probably the most sensitive subject I … [Read more…]