writer and seeker of school ties
Two weeks of the school holiday down. I like my children (love them, actually), but now lockdown’s lifted, I find the opportunities for parenting overwhelming. A perfect mother would manage…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
sophie beal 