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We are home again after that evil interminable flight. Every time you check the flight information board, the hours left to your destination seem to get stuck. 15 more hours until we get to Dubai, you say? And no food … Continue reading →

Ten thousand pounds poorer.  Merry Christmas! Ahem. So, we are in New Zealand,some of us on a big marlin-catching glamorous boat, some of us in the living room at our parent’s place while we try not to get too sad … Continue reading →

I am a little bit thinner. And I can drink prosecco with abandon. I have retrieved all of my unforgiving pencil skirts and other tight stuff out of the dusty suitcase mentally marked “Not To Be Opened For About Two … Continue reading →

So. Morocco. There were some very good bits. Here is our riad – a bit far through the winding alleyways of the old town for geographically-challenged me, but lovely: And the deceptive riad front door: Who knew there would be … Continue reading →

Tomorrow I wake at 5 and get to Gatwick and board an easyjet flight bound for sunshiny Marrakesh. There is not much to say about how excellent that is. You will just have to imagine. So I am packing and … Continue reading →

Hilarious Question: What is chunky, slightly bilious, tired at 9pm and 9 weeks pregnant? Hilarious Answer: Me. Ithankyouverymuch. It turns out that Istanbul was not only good for rugs and apple tea, but also CONCEPTION. Happiness all round, not exactly … Continue reading →

Ahem. AHEM! *chinks wine glass, pointedly, clumsily, a little too hard and it breaks and so I have to go and find the dustpan and brush and I cut my finger and I sweat a little bit and swear* ATTENTION … Continue reading →

Here it is – the cake. The cake that my husband bought me. Ha! I am clearly loved after all! Thank you, dear Patisserie Valerie, for your enthusiastic spewy layers of cream and sponge and sauce and chocolate icing and … Continue reading →

Tomorrow it is my birthday, and we are in the middle of an October heatwave. It is very kind of the weather gods to give me BBQ weather and a bit of a shoulder tan and an excuse to wear … Continue reading →

We went to Istanbul last week for five days with no children. (That, frankly, is worthy of a sub-heading). We nearly didn’t go because we thought our darling lovely friend Evelyn (who was the babysitter) was having a heart attack. … Continue reading →