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…
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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 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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…