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Reading my last post, it would seem that I have blamed my lax parenting on the ABSENCE OF EGG TIMERS. Outrageous. I am shamed. Ahem. Moving on then, to Friday. After a whole half-day of quite a bit of working … Continue reading →

Oh I am full of things to say! Thusly: 1. Jonathan Franzen came to London. Harper Collins published his new and hotly anticipated book. Whoopsadaisy, they published the wrong draft. The shame. Then, they had a party at the Serpentine … Continue reading →

Woo hoo this is a post written on the new iPad. It is MINE! Although we are pretending it is for ‘the family’. Because then Mark still wins, and I win. Win-win if you will. Whatevs, just shove over and … Continue reading →

Oh, Day of DARKNESS! Day of Creeping Despair and Vague Feelings of Crankiness! Day of Reasons To Feel a Bit Sad For Oneself! Day of Dramatic Sighings and Head Cupped in Hand Hoping Someone Would Notice! Why this sudden departure … Continue reading →

Woo hoo. Saturday. The baby has begun to sleep through the night and I am getting thinner. Could be the two hour school run. Whatever. It means I may just investigate further my mother’s startling claim that I look better … Continue reading →

It has been a week of sausage overdoses and sad little four year old boys being dragged to school and autumnal horrible rainy days and a big fat Friday night GBK burger which has me pinned mercilessly to the couch. … Continue reading →

We are home, after a long and hot holiday in which we all swam, we all ate many tomato-based things and we are all suitably sun-damaged. Greece was lovely, Turkey was better, London is a little bit cold. Turkey – A … Continue reading →

We are in a villa in a peninsula in Kas, it is hot, and we have this: (I mean the pool, not the shark, although the shark is also excellent, in an inflatable-device kind of way). A great big stonking … Continue reading →

We are off on holiday next Monday, first to Turkey then to Greece. It will be too hot, and I fear we will die. Hopefully not though, because we have a new bed getting delivered while we are gone and … Continue reading →

Last week, in my rambling ranting excitable post, I forgot to say that I had finally graced the narrow dining table of The Hidden Tearoom. On Friday, mum and I (she with the smartly-curled perm and me with the only … Continue reading →