I certainly know what it’s like to have that feeling that you’ve somehow fallen down a rabbit hole into a weird new life where nothing is quite as you expect …. and now you can all join in, getting your very own Alice in Wonderland vibe, thanks to those little darlings at Disney. Here’s a …
According to the Sunday Times, getting divorced these days is something to celebrate. Women everywhere, apparently, are organising ‘anti-hen’ parties, icing Divorced At Last on large white cakes, watching their wedding videos in reverse and whooping with joy when the groom removes the wedding ring and the pair separate, driving off into their individual, lonely …
As you know, I am an old hand at the Battle of the Sexes. If they were giving out medals for those who have entered this particular field of combat and emerged, bloodied but unbowed, I would have the Distinguished Service Order several times by now. Sometimes, as part of my continued effort to understand …
The girls were taken off camping this weekend by a dear friend who recognised that this was the only way the little angels would ever get a taste of life under canvas. I could just about manage a camper van, if there were enough Cath Kidston accessories thrown in, but I could certainly never cope …
Thanks to Joanne at Parentdish for including me in the Friday round-up. I’m a bit slow off the mark with the link (well, it’s the summer holidays …..I can hardly get up before 11 these days) but here it is: http://www.parentdish.co.uk/2009/07/17/mummy-bloggers-friday-roundup/ Dulwich Divorcee
I got the shock of my life when I popped in to tend my blog last night. There, just under my last post, was a large advert with a banner headline saying: ‘Sexy Arab Ladies.’ I must admit I did a double-take. How on earth had that got there? I am used to seeing the …
Right, now those school prize givings are over, I’m elbowing the headmistress out of the way and having my very own private prize giving ceremony. I swish up to the podium in my finest fishtail taffeta – in emerald green, since you ask. Around my neck is a simple choker of precious stones, given to …
Something very odd is happening. It is Day Two of the summer holidays, a moment when, for many years past, I have been an exhausted wreck already doodling ‘3rd September’ on the telephone pad and looking yearningly at the Back To School pencil case displays in the supermarkets. But today, here I am in front …
Right, now those school prize givings are over, I’m elbowing the headmistress out of the way and having my very own private prize giving ceremony. I swish up to the podium in my finest fishtail taffeta – in emerald green, since you ask. Around my neck is a simple choker of precious stones, given to …
As I sit here, waiting for those lovely chaps from John Lewis to deliver a new tumble drier, I realise a theme is emerging. I am also waiting for a Tesco delivery, which was supposed to come between 9 and 11. The time is inching up to 10.47, and Tesco is playing with fire. I …