So, you want to know what my Christmas was like? Remember that film, where Jeff Goldblum, as a mad scientist, inadvertently crosses himself with a fly? In the end, he is half fly, half human and begging his wife to put him out of his misery. Well, imagine me like that – except I am …
I can’t quite believe that Christmas jumpers are in this year, despite the fact that both Child One and Child Two want one (they NEVER want the same thing usually) and despite seeing them in every shop window/magazine feature/and actually even on real live ‘normal’ people walking around town. Aren’t Christmas jumpers the last word …
Amid all the doom, gloom and horribleness – oops, I mean festive cheer – I did see something that really cheered me up last weekend. We’d been to the theatre (and more of that in a post coming soon) and had run to catch the train home. We bundled on, followed by a crowd of …
Off we went last night to a preview of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s latest show, Stephen Ward: The Musical. When I told people, they pretty much all said, ‘what an odd idea for a musical!’ and I suppose I was hoping that it would all make sense when we were there. To be honest, I’m not …
I’ve just caught up with a great little tumblr site called Is This Feminist? The subtitle, ‘because being a marginally acceptable feminist is a full time job’ says it all, really. There’s no one more critical of women than a woman who’s doing it (whatever the ‘it’ is) better. As Is this …? proves in …
Once upon a time, I could be fairly sure that anything too fruity that we saw on TV would be going over the girls’ heads. You know the kind of thing – a double entendre here, a slightly risque remark there. It’s not that I wanted to preserve their innocence by hermetically sealing their world …
Time for a beauty update. I’ve been religiously slapping on the La Roche Posay pore tightener – but tragic to tell, you really wouldn’t know. I wot’t say that looking into my pores is like staring into a black hole, but unlike black holes, my pores are definitely there and visible to the naked eye. …
We were pootling along in the car this morning when an ad on the radio caught my ear. I couldn’t quite believe it, but someone was singing the theme tune to Skippy the Bush Kangeroo. You know how it goes, ‘Skipppppy, Skippppppy, Skiiiipppyyy the Bush Kangeroooooo.’ Instantly, I was catapulted back into the past, when …
Well, we’ve had our long-awaited trip to St Andrews, and very fabulous it was too. Going back was like meeting a friend who has aged particularly well. Stunningly well. In fact, St Andrews has had the equivalent of a complete facelift, with liposuction and new boobs thrown in. It’s like Richmond, or Dulwich, or Blackheath …
Sponsored post You’ll be shocked, I know, but up until a month ago, I didn’t know who Dr Pixie McKenna was. I think this is because I started to watch an episode of Embarrassing Bodies with the girls when they were quite small (about 8 and 10), and the opening scenes featured an extreme close-up …