As you know, after listening to my sister-in-law’s CDs of the Secret, I have been keenly awaiting the arrival of a Louis Vuitton handbag as, to summarise the Secret (and save you from listening to 4 CDs), if you expect something hard enough, it will turn up. Well, nothing to report on the handbag front …
Oh, the bliss! The Treasures’ ludicrously expensive schools are shut, shuddering at the thought of a single snowflake sullying their immaculate tarmac, and we have spent two days at Brockwell Park, whooshing down slopes on my least favourite tray from Peter Jones, emblazoned with an unpleasantly photographic rendition of a passion fruit. There was some …
De-de de de De-de de de De-de de de …. Yes, I fear it is true. Divorce Towers has entered the Twilight Zone. It all started when my lovely sister-in-law gave my eldest treasure a stack of books by some American person called Stephenie Meyer. Apart from a passing wonderment that the author spelt her …
Darlings, do nip in to Alpha Mummy’s coffee morning at http://timesonline.typepad.com/alphamummy/2009/01/alpha-mummy-blo.html#commentsGoodness, those virtual biscuits really are yummy! If you feel moved and you have a moment, do leave a message saying how much you adore my blog entry, and maybe they’ll give me a lovely new column! Well, a girl can hope …..xxx Dulwich Divorcee
One of the joys of living in London is the close proximity of all that delicious culture. Naturally, I make absolutely no use of it unless I have to, when guests appear. Then I thumb feverishly through the review sections to get a crash course on what the latest must-see is, how on earth you …
My loves, I bring you glad tidings – there is a Father Christmas! Yes, as unlikely as it seems, the Jolly Red-cheeked Rotund One is alive, kicking and bringing in, I do hope, a decent wage – at Southwark Council! I know this because I have just been let off a parking fine and there …
My darlings, just a quickie today, as True Love used to say (sniff, sniff, sniff ….). I thought you might like to see the very responsible coverage the Streatham Guardian gave of the ravening beastie in my back garden: http://www.streathamguardian.co.uk/search/3707281.The_Hound_of_Herne_Hill_/ Do have a look, my dears. It comes complete with an adorable action shot of …
Well, my dears, last weekend I finally decided my babies were grown up enough for Abercrombie and Fitch. A sensitive moment in any mother’s life, this – a passing of the baton, if you will. Though of course I didn’t take the treasures to the shop. Oh no, after the stories I’ve heard, I thought …
Huge thanks to the lovely Rosiero for a yummy Kreativ Blogger award (why is it spelt like that, I wonder?). Such a delight to be given a pat on the back by a fellow blogstress, and especially Rosiero, whose blog is such compulsive reading. Part of the award is to reveal six fascinating facts about …
My dears, I simply must tell you about this clever wheeze. It’s called Child Tax Credits and the government gives it to you – for having children! Yes, it really is that fab and simple. I was told about it by my lovely friend, Slippers, who is also a single mother, but apparently married people …