As it was half-term, we decided that the whole family should go and visit my parents “for a break”. Mr and Mrs Nunn are very good at taking the children when they wake early, and entertaining them for an hour, before TheBloke (TM) and I crawl out of bed. I suspect they use this time … [Read more…]
I went to an all girls’ school. When I got to the sixth form, much excitement ensued, as we were trusted with our own little kitchenette, which contained a kettle, and was adequately stocked with tea, coffee and milk. I don’t believe there was a microwave, because although many of us were legal voting age … [Read more…]
I worked in marketing for a while. In marketing, there are two sides: the client side (the side with the product and the budget) and the agency side (the people who come up with the creative campaign). I always worked client side, and was permanently amused by our agency counterparts. Some of this was jealousy; … [Read more…]
The printer hates me. The printer has always hated me, despite it being me who bought it, me who unboxed it, me who plugged it in and gave it its first life. This is bad enough, but the printer has now actually moved beyond hating me and, like an embarrassed teenager, refuses to recognise me … [Read more…]
If EldestGirl has inherited anything from me, it is her winning combination of extreme, insane competitiveness around anything she’s good at – and her complete refusal to engage in competition at anything she won’t win. At school, I would have to come top in any English homework, spelling tests and so on. Sports’ Day, however, you … [Read more…]
“Have you ever done any extreme sports?” my skydiving instructor asked. There’s a sentence I never thought I’d type. Well, it was my indoor skydiving instructor, but still, never something I thought I’d do. “Yes,” I said confidently. “I have been on Nemesis at Alton Towers. Twice. It was terrifying.” “Hmm, that’s more of a … [Read more…]
Our start to healthy eating has been rocky to say the least. On New Year’s Eve, a brand new pair of scales arrived, which promised to measure not only our weight, but our body fat, bone mass, muscle mass and about twenty other metrics that I didn’t even know about. On New Year’s Eve, the … [Read more…]
Like most people, I sort my recycling out each week. Unlike most people, I don’t separate out plastics and paper, so much as “aspirational” and “embarrassing”. EldestGirl’s school often asks parents for empty packets and bottles for junk modelling. As most weeks our recycling bin is bulgingly-full of Amazon packaging, I am more than happy … [Read more…]
I am not very ashamed to admit that since the shops started stocking mince pies in October, TheBloke (TM) and I have nibbled our way through at least ten packets of them (this is a very conservative estimate). This is excluding the two batches of 12 homemade mince pies I made. At a rough conservative … [Read more…]
Before we had children, a night out was incredibly simple, the most complex part being remembering to feed the cat before we left. A leisurely shower, a lick of make-up, a fresh pair of jeans and we were ready to hit the town. Nowadays we never go out. Never. Except our lovely neighbours had invited … [Read more…]
