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 …
I don’t know about you, but things are beginning to get on top of me. School seems to have turned into a blur of summer fairs, recitals, sports day T-shirts needing finding, then ironing, concerts, very contentious prize-givings (why hasn’t my lubly Child Two got one, may I just ask? Grrrrr!). Meanwhile, holiday plans with …
Check out London commuters mourning Michael Jackson in their own special way: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6EDAZ3crdY&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Flondon%2Dunderground%2Eblogspot%2Ecom%2F2009%2F06%2Fmichael%2Djackson%2Dtube%2Dthriller%2Ehtml&feature=player_embedded In fact, this was shot to celebrate the 25th anniversary of Thriller, but it seems appropriate today. I lifted the link from fellow tweeter @jackschofield, thank you! I love the fact that no-one, but no-one stares as the dancers get wilder and …
Feeling a little better, due to three factors: 1. This amazing Jackson Pollock widget (see righthand side of blog, underneath ‘subscribe to DD’). All you do is let your cursor lead you a merry dance. Every time you click, the colour of the trail will change. And all the colours co-ordinate with each other! It’s …
I have the loveliest Fridays in the world. I drop the cherubs at school, walk round the park with a friend, have an art lesson, then go on to Pilates. Today I also had a mummy’s lunch with three friends. So why did I wake up in tears? It was partly that, in a dream, …
Ouf! That was all a bit heavy yesterday, wasn’t it, with the Mummy Wars? Here’s a joke from my lovely friend C to cheer us all up: Dear Roger,I hope you can help me. The other day, I set off for work leaving my husband in the house watching the TV. I hadn’t driven more …
Huge hoo-ha about working and non-working mothers over at Alphamummy, with the slightly peculiar notion that those of us who aren’t in the office 24/7 are living lives of gin-soaked misery. Potty Mummy and English Mum have written excellently on the whole issue, so I won’t rehash it all, except to say I think it’s …