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Well, I’m thirty years past one, but my little blog is one, or was last week. I was going to have a party- you know, pass-the-parcel, little sandwiches, a cake with candles, a few sugar-crazed kids and a bunch of parents necking Champagne. But then I thought, what’s the point? One-year-olds never appreciate the [...]
Well, I’m thirty years past one, but my little blog is one, or was last week. I was going to have a party- you know, pass-the-parcel, little sandwiches, a cake with candles, a few sugar-crazed kids and a bunch of parents necking Champagne. But then I thought, what’s the point? One-year-olds never appreciate the [...] Cry ‘God for Harry, England, and Saint George! National identity is important, particularly for expats, who rarely need an excuse to have a party. As children growing up in ‘the territories’, these days were ideal opportunities to make a connection with the land mum and dad called home, which we often couldn’t [...] Cry ‘God for Harry, England, and Saint George! National identity is important, particularly for expats, who rarely need an excuse to have a party. As children growing up in ‘the territories’, these days were ideal opportunities to make a connection with the land mum and dad called home, which we often couldn’t [...] By a freakish coincidence, this was published by NMO on the same day my mother sent it to me ( a subtle hint to get me blogging again- apparently the ex-pat readership is threatening a revolt. Do you not have lives in Africa??) I have never been able to resist this kind of email since [...] I have been a bit lax of late in the blogging department. Put it down to nesting and such- but now the nursery has been painted, decorated, furnished, curtained and dog-proofed. The Moses basket is stationed by my bed and the car seat is installed (so the dog gets used to it being there, you [...] |
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