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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
DOOM a guitar amp
Oh dear. This morning, a Saturday, which is Mark’s turn for a sleep-in, I noticed the light on in our room. The door was closed, and usually as Sleep-Ins are fairly well respected here, I would not have gone in … Continue reading
Handbags and patents and suchlike
I have been inspired by Twittering to display my handbag and its contents. This could very well say something about me; it could also be an entirely pointless exercise where I get to show off Chloe bag AGAIN. Probably the … Continue reading
Cheering up a bit
MMMM dinner. I am basking in the afterglow of chicken cooked slowly with garlic, basil, tomatoes and butter beans. I have eaten portions for about three rugby forwards, which is not wise, but entirely out of my control. All babies … Continue reading
Rainy Saturday
It is a rainy, oily, greasy Saturday and no one is feeling like getting up from the couch. Duck Tales has been on for what seems like 8 hours, and the baby keeps trying to steal Noah’s blanket and whinging. … Continue reading
Holiday loveliness
Rightio, we got back late last night after some horrible boring EasyJet shenanigans. It was painful and tortuous and I was completely mean to the children by the time the Gatwick Express decided to meander home. Mark and I found … Continue reading