Vindication for Mrs A and school with no uniform for my son.
I spend far too much time hoping life will prove me right about things. However, long-term vindication works both ways. I remember Mrs A, who had boys ahead of us…
Tag: family
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…
Guessing the murderer and timeline overwhelm.
Give me a few episodes of a crime drama and I have a ninety, ninety-five percent chance of guessing the perpetrator from then on. Unfortunately, this has nothing to do…
Index cards, school-runs and leaving an over-worked first page to rest.
Happy New Year! Two of my children went back to school yesterday, relatives left and my husband went back to work. I went straight to Office World to buy some…
Where have all the helpful geeks gone? And a new reason to judge me on my viewing habits.
I don’t understand the choices my computer keeps offering me. The more updates it has, the slower it gets. Surely, they should improve its performance? I still miss being in…
The sweet spot
Three hours of undiluted housework. It doesn’t matter how many hugs I give my children, how many times they’ve been in bed within half an hour of their bedtimes, that…
End-of-term parenting decisions and Zadie Smith-related despair.
I don’t have any deadlines at the moment. I am grateful (in a slightly anxious way), as life has become about deciding which of the children would forgive me most easily for…
Poached eggs, cultural ‘Supermarket Sweep’ and my failure to multi-task.
I should stop mulling over post ideas and just communicate. I really should. We went to London this weekend for my birthday. It was possibly my best yet (at least…
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