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New Baby
I am certain my last baby will be another boy. Which is fine, although it does narrow my chances of being able to legitimately stockpile feminine trinkets ‘to pass on’. Any cool stuff I do have that is worth saving … Continue reading
Unfortunate failings
Things that I have discovered about myself this week: 1. I am intolerant of sickness. Which is Bad Luck for my poor children. Barnaby has some sort of devilish ear infection which makes him freak out in the evening, … Continue reading
The garden and a plum tree
As the entire world knows, thanks to my annoying and never-ending supply of tweets about it, there is a Woody Allen film being made in my garden. Which is a bit lovely and exciting. I know there is the whole … Continue reading
Quite cranky
I am really getting tired of Noah. He is 3, and very naughty. It is 8:13 pm and he is awake, after a long day at the beach. And he is banging his legs against the radiator in his room … Continue reading
Dorset
We came back from Dorset yesterday. We were camping in a tent. It rained. There was a fair amount of chip-eating and body-slamming with air beds. Camping in Dorset is an Experience, yes, and probably the children loved it deep … Continue reading
A Bit Sad
Ah, big sigh. Today was the day that my best friend and her husband left us to fly home to NZ. NZ is so ridiculously far away. Like a joke place. Like Atlantis or Timbucktoo. And so we all said … Continue reading
What £465.00 gets you
On Thursday night, we went to Helene Darroze at the Connaught for her signature menu. Tasting menu, in fact. And it was fabulous, and fabulously expensive and actually verging on vulgar if you think too much about the recession. So … Continue reading
School
It is hot, and most of us (well, me, Barnaby and Custard) have some form of hives/eczema/dermatitis AND it turns out that the pirate park sandpit is riddled with sand fleas. Noah has a permanent whiff of peanut better about … Continue reading
Resignation
This week has been long and slow and punctuated with squealing and more nappies that I can frankly be bothered dealing with. The fun:work ratio has been waaaay off kilter, and so I suggested to the children that they may … Continue reading
Staying at Home is for Losers
So, um, I have just come from Facebook and Facebook seems to have become solely a place where some strikingly dumb surveys trick all my friends into giving up their secrets. Which is fine, but the typos made by the … Continue reading