It’s rare that I don’t finish a book. Even when I realised that a book (in this case, Bounce*) was beyond my post-birth intellect, I’d mark the page and start again once the fog had lifted. I have a feeling that this particular book, Grace Williams would still be Saying it Loud by my bedside [...]
The week that I was sent a copy of Water for Elephants (thank you to the ever-generous Appliances online who funded Cara’s giveaway) I caught the trailer for the film. Despite featuring Reese Witherspoon, who I just know would be perfect to play me in the film of my life, in one of the leading [...]
I’ve written before about books and reading with children. In fact I ran a competition to win some Charlie and Lola books and I’m delighted to say that they are winging their way to Red Ted Art even as we speak (as it were.) If you didn’t win, fear not, since there will be more [...]
Picture credit The last time I wrote about a Wife-guide, I got into the kind of trouble you never expect, but that has the potential to divide a family until the end of time. In making a point, I didn’t choose my words carefully enough and almost had to stop blogging altogether. So I [...]
This was my original thought, though not very original at the moment (I’ll have you know I was ahead of the trend on owning this poster and have it in my downstairs loo.) It’s appropriate after a week of awful commuting experiences and poonami incidents from both PD and WH. The WH very thoughtfully [...]
I have a basket in my bedside table that is filled with a stash of books I am in the process of reading, or planning on reading. It also has a stash of cards given to me by my beloved, together with ticket stubs from flights, cinema trips, theatrical events and the like that DH [...]
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 [...]