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…
Tag: house chaos
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…
I haven’t done any work on my novel, but…
It turns out my passport expires in 2028. 2018 was the start date, not the expiry. I knew the form I was filling in felt familiar. Our broadband company are…
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…
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…
