The Pocket Dictator got really cross a while back, wanting to see what I was up to in the kitchen. It's a common thing for parents I suppose- you want them to be with you, helping you cook or just seeing what you are doing. It's the way we all learn after all. But how do you achieve that? You could sit them on the worktop and risk a fall, stand them on a step or chair, with similar results. We have a kitchen floor that I HATE: chinese slate; each … [Read more...]
Jewellery Giveaway saves the day
I spent rather a lot of time at the hospital today testing out my new wheelchair so never quite got around to posting. Fortunate for me therefore that I merely need to point you in the direction of the heavenly Amy who is actually going to give away £150 worth of fabulous Chambers and Beau jewellery. I have naturally put in a plea for my newly geriatric (well, whoever heard of a 30-year-old nededing a zimmer and wheelchair? It'll be a Commode … [Read more...]
The Good Wife Guide #2
Picture CreditRule #2: Recipe for SuccessJust as it would be unthinkable to serve frozen TV dinners or re-heated leftovers to an honoured guest, these offerings should not be considered acceptable dinner fare for the man you adore. Give him a hearty home-cooked meal- one that's prepared from scratch and seasoned with love. The hours you spend over a hot stove will be repaid in full when he eagerly asks for seconds!Current state of affairs at DG … [Read more...]
Favourite photo
There's a meme going round at the moment and, though I haven't been tagged, I thought I'd join in anyway (cue me being blackballed by the blogging community for having such temerity.) It's amazingly hard to just pick one picture, since I have so many that conjour memories good and bad. Facebook is a very good source for hideous school pics, uploaded by old friends, to make me laugh. My wedding album in it's entirity would make a favourite, as … [Read more...]
Heavens to Liberty
A few weeks ago I was lucky enough to win a caption competition on Dulwich Mum's blog (I will gloss over the fact that I appear to have won it because I was the only person sober enough the week before Christmas to come up with a clean caption and focus on the fact that I am clearly, despite being hugely pregnant, witty and amusingly clever.) The Pocket Dictator was the lucky recipient last week of her fabulous Freya Bean blouse (teamed here with … [Read more...]
Monday Madness
Picture credit My life is no longer my own. Evidence:1. I have a To Do list a page and a half long. My brain has turned to mush so if I don't write it down, it's forgotten in a breath. 2. I know I have feet and toes. I just can't see them. I can't remember the last time I had a pedicure, because it's been so long since I've been able to get up on the beautician's couch.3. You can no longer find my belly button: my tummy looks like a giant boob … [Read more...]
Snowstruck
Yesterday I saw the first glimpse of green grass in over a week and went to bed giddy with excitement at the prospect of leaving the house for the first time since the New Year. DH burst my bubble at 4am when he announced that it was snowing again, so this morning I once more found myself facing a day indoors. I stood in the Wet Room (the lean-to we have at the back of the house that the Estate Agents laughingly referred to as a Garden Room) and … [Read more...]
