A pop-up bike shop and a spoilt princess of a novel.
My son has turned the kitchen and conservatory into a bike shop. Grateful he’s out of bed and not torturing his teachers online, I haven’t complained. And the children are…
Tag: house chaos
Lowering low standards and accidentally writing a ‘novelette’
I didn’t realise I had any standards to lower until this lockdown. Eighteen months after we adopted a perfectly trained dog, she is now following me to the toilet and…
Pandemonium and mailing lists
Happy New Year everybody. Hope 2021 brings good things. We’ve been in good going lockdown since New Year’s Eve. I did originally start this post by saying life had been…
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…
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…
Summer
Well, hello again! Remember me? Yes, I know it’s been a while. I knew summer was coming, as it did last year and the years before that, so why didn’t…
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…
Novel mode
I’m in novel mode again, a pleasurable, guilt-ridden state. I’m not quite sure who flicked the switch from hard-working freelancer to dreamer. Slowly, very slowly, I’m understanding how I work…
