I’m coming to have a real and visceral hatred of Kinder eggs. My son and I come to these little symbols of everything that’s wrong with the modern world from completely different viewpoints. His cherubic little face lights up as he peels off the foil, but for each of his squeaks of glee my shoulders … Continue reading Kinder eggs represent what’s wrong with modern life
It was my son’s birthday party at the weekend. While my friend and I were standing surveying the kids racing round in a fug of sticky sweat and plastic balls, the aforementioned friend asked: “Who’s the mum with the Gucci trainers on?” I wouldn’t know a pair of Gucci trainers if I fell over them, … Continue reading These shoes were made for walking…
You know when you do those things that seem like a really great idea at the time, but then half way through you wish you'd never started? I'm just in the middle of finishing one of those projects. A couple of weeks ago on Pinterest I came across a great idea for a small garden … Continue reading Wood, sweat and tears
Well, today’s been interesting. Last night, our four-year-old had one of his ‘I’m not eating that it’s disgusting’ mealtimes. No, we hadn’t dished him up roasted worms with a side of undercooked slugs, but just a small bowl of bolognaise. Cue me having a meltdown, as I’m exhausted with mealtime battles, and locking at least … Continue reading Kids have too much stuff!
Over the last few months I've had a couple of friends put their houses up for sale, or think about moving. This has led me towards the toxic allure of Rightmove with its siren-like call. Ostensibly on the look-out for potential houses for my friend, I was drawn in my the endless photographs of … Continue reading Love the home you’re in