All’s well that ends well.
It wasn’t an easy week: high school children at home during the time I’d set aside to prepare for the holidays; the worry my fifteen-year-old would be self-isolating on his…
Category: parenting
Less nagging, more creative space.
I’m sitting in Starbucks. This feels like a distinct lack of solidarity as poor Rachel, business and writing partner with whom I used to come here, is self-isolating. But I…
My new parenting normal.
It’s a pity most of the generation who parented through the war have gone now. I could have done with their counsel. What do you do when the pressing danger…
Theory: Uncle Quentin in the ‘Famous Five’ was Enid Blyton herself.
For those who haven’t heard of Enid Blyton’s Famous Five, it’s what Britain had before Harry Potter. Anyway, I have my own pet theory about Uncle Quentin. I think he’s…
Writing a first draft- the ultimate confidence trick.
Please God, this is the last school holiday in lockdown. The children have watched far too much TV because I’ve had a cold and couldn’t think of many satisfactory ways…
Netflix-informed parenting, Prince Philip and my first draft.
I’m writing this a bit late. My husband and I stayed up to collect my son from a cold-sounding meet in his mate’s garden. He wanted to cycle back at…
Too many bikes, too few words.
Yesterday, the six of us cycled along the prom. The sun was out, people were in t-shirts and there were banners outside the restaurants announcing their terraces would open from…
Refuting stereotypes, adopting metaphors and upskilling in graphic design.
I wasn’t happiest, but I was least existentially stressed when I was taking my professional exams as a junior doctor. I had no children at the time so I had…
