Don’t ever let me cook rice.

Despite the -esque in the blog title, many, many people seem to be of the opinion that I am a whizz in the kitchen. Oh, my friends, how little you know.

Now ordinarily I would be more than happy to bolster this impression relentlessly so that I can console myself with every monumental hiccup (or [...]

BritMums 2012 Meet and Greet

Britmums founders Susannah and Jenny

I’ve got my ticket and I’m really excited to be attending BritMums Live this year. There are some amazing speakers that i am very keen to meet in Real Life, some I am excited to be catching up with and others that I owe a drink to and will be trying to avoid! I’m keen to have [...]

The Cast List: Nugget The Wonder Hound

How to scupper your Friday night: Leave your much-loved puppy at home with food, water, something to play with and a place to lie down and be quiet until you return. Make sure you close the dog gate behind you. Leave the house. Make sure you put alarm on correct setting and [...]

If I were inspected by Ofsted

I so loved reading Babyrambles post the other day about being inspected by Ofsted, I thought I’d steal the idea pay homage with my own self-administered inspection of DG Manor. I don’t pull any punches when I’m assessing the local retail industry, so I should excel at assessing myself. Let’s take a closer look at [...]

Where were you on 9/11?

I walked into the lobby of the Ritz hotel looking for a good friend. We had arranged to meet there and enjoy the afternoon together before I moved to Germany the following day. As we left the building for his car he made some comment about a plane and the World Trade Centre. Across the [...]

Death, Nutella and the best way to kill a mouse.

As I stepped bleary eyed into the Wet Room this morning, I checked the floor carefully. Walking barefoot in a house with potties stationed at every door and a recalcitrant dog who refuses to crap outside is always a risk so it pays to look where you are going. In this instance though, I wasn’t [...]

My legacy: rioting is not the answer

I read a post by coffee and curls a while ago that made me think about what my legacy to my children would be. I saved the link and wrote a few ideas in my drafts folder and assumed that I’d get back to it. In fact, every time I saw a ‘yoof’ in the [...]