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: lockdown
Winchester, new experiences and playing mother-in-law to a character I don’t like.
I remember my dream from last night, which doesn’t happen much. Do other people feel the need to match the dredgings of their subconscious with the events/ television of the…
My new parenting normal.
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…
Desks, Mr Evaristo and other difficulties with focus.
Yesterday, in the middle of a meeting, my desk fell off the wall, so I’m breaking a rule and writing this in bed. I’m trying to concentrate while my husband…
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…
A turnaround week
I started this week feeling uninspired – one of my least favourite sensations – and have finished with so much in my head I don’t know what to put in…
I need a hobby or a school run.
If lockdown continues much longer, I’ll need a hobby. Writing only counted as one when I had very small children. Anything’s relaxing in comparison to wrangling toddlers. Somebody said, “Becoming…
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…
