Can’t believe it’s been a week. It was a busy week, ‘to be fairs’ (teenage lingo… stick with me)… culminated with me sleeping three hours Saturday afternoon and then 12 hours straight that night. I just can’t hack it anymore. ok, let’s see if I can remember it all… I went to see this movie …
What a gorgeous day I had today! Met my friend Claire for our annual Hay Festival day and I must say … glorious. It didn’t rain for the second year running – bonus – and we chose three very different but amazing talks to go to. Event no 1 – Markus Zusack, author of the …
My head is playing up. I could rename last week ‘migraine week… and just when I thought my head was behaving … BANG… I’m reaching for the meds again today… very frustrating. As a consequence I’ve been fuzzy all the time and well… something had to give: the blog was parked for a while. Mr …
… and breath… inhale tomorrow…. exhale yesterday… …this motherhood stuff sure is complicated sometimes… If you try to protect them… you’re a fun-sponge, if you let them be… you’re ignoring them. You need to be ‘there’ but not ‘there there’. It’s high diplomacy, iron fist in velvet glove, it’s heart breaking and life affirming …
Is it me or it’s absolutely freezing out there? Today is one of those days I wished I had a rewind button, to start over, to shout a little less (although if you could see No 3’s bedroom you would actually give me a medal for my restrain… but still) and smile a little more… …
Me and the boys took ourselves to the big smoke on Thursday morning; we had finally managed to get an appointment at the Italian Consulate for their passports and we thought we tagged along a visit to the Tate Modern and a mooch about. The weather was glorious and we had a blast. We caught …
Paris by train… isn’t it great to be able to do this? So quick too. And one arrives right in the centre of the city… fabulous. This is the view from the flat we’re staying in this week (on the left bank, near St Germain des Pres): … it’s a pretty bonkers place, the …
So less than a week into the summer holidays and school seems months ago… how lovely is that? The big boys are on the other side of the world having a blast and playing hockey and having a blast playing hockey so Mr M and I grabbed No 3 and planned a few days in …
Am I the only one who reaches the last week of school completely frazzled and confused? ‘My daily life is an endless round of washing clothes for various ‘sports days’ and ‘activity days’ which require ‘old clothes’ or clothes that can get wet or covered in paint or ruined (why??)… then there’s …
Another couple of things ticked off my list of things to do in Palm Springs: first up the obligatory drive by Frank Sinatra’s house (he’s buried in PS… that trip will have to wait till next time) the gate was open and I was going to have a little peak inside (the pool you can …
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