It used to be a definite thing that people (by which I mean women) shouldn’t show their knees over the age of 30. This was, of course, when I was in my twenties. When 30 struck, I remember feeling quite daring when my knees occasionally peeped out. It was a bit of a trousery decade …
I can’t quite believe it but I’ve finally done my last parents’ evening. ‘Done’ rather than ‘attended’, because it always seems like a chore, even though I’ve always been one of the lucky ones who has been blessed (so far, I’m still crossing my fingers) with hard-working and really rather lovely children. For some reason, …
I love the wonderful cat pictures pouring out of the Brussels lockdown. Having been told not to mention raids on social media, so as not to alert the terrorists to police movements, some cities would have put down their phones, stayed in and watched telly. Not the doughty Bruxellois. They’ve tweeted ever more extravagant images …
As promised, here’s my review of some of the new products I was given at the Look Good, Feel Better makeover session I went to at the Haven. These are things that I wouldn’t necessarily have picked up for myself, so it was really interesting to be able to try them. Some have become firm …
I went to a lovely event the other day with a friend. It might seem strange to describe it as lovely, as the friend and I have both had cancer* and the event was hosted at the Haven, the breast cancer centre in West London, a place most people would pay good money never to …
It was my book club meeting this week, and our lovely hostess for the night was a little worried. “I burned our cake, left it in the oven too long …..” The cake was completely delicious and not overdone at all. It was a lovely crumble-style affair with a pistachio and hazelnut topping, cinnamon inside …
The Winter’s Tale has never been my favourite Shakespeare play. I did it for A level and it really stretched my enthusiasm for English lit. I’ve never opened the book again. But when a lovely friend said she had tickets for the new Kenneth Branagh/Judi Dench production at the Garrick Theatre in London, I couldn’t …
I always feel a sense of rush at this time of year. As darkness creeps up earlier each day, there’s usually a lengthening list of stuff I am not quite getting round to. I think it’s the effect of both Child One and Child Two having autumn/winter birthdays, and as soon as they are out …