Monthly Archives: November 2007

It’s coming up for that time of year when all slack parents – beta mums, delta dads et al – cut holes in sheets for heads and arms, and stick a bit of tinsel onto a wire coat hanger. “There … Continue reading →

I fear we have a New Puritan in our midst. I went out last night – well it was either that or suffer hours of Euro-whatever-bloody-year-it-is-now fever. I returned home after lights out, so saw nothing of the evening’s aftermath, … Continue reading →

Hannah told our lodger she had “a delicious bottom” the other day. How odd, I thought, as the owner of the bottom guffawed. Then later she said something that made me realise where she’d got the idea for the bottom … Continue reading →

I’ve just spent the weekend at home with Hannah, while Mike and Ben went gallivanting on the train for football-related reasons. Being at home proved almost as expensive as their return trip to London. I thought Hannah needed some winter … Continue reading →

Reading is becoming a breakfast issue. Over the remnants of her cereal and toast, we’re hearing comments like this, from Hannah. “Will you all sssshhh, I can’t read with all this racket!” Now that she can do it well enough … Continue reading →

One of Hannah’s friends has been dispersing little nuggets of wisdom which I thought I would share with you. But do bear in mind that these words of advice have been filtered by the brains and mouths of two six-year … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking about what I might have written if I’d started this blog when my children were much younger – say Ben at 2 and Hannah at 0-6 months. Perhaps I may have scribbled down something along these lines, … Continue reading →

Ben’s questions have gone beyond the “Why is the sky blue?” stage. Those were hard enough, but these days every query prompts a ten minute debate. Question number one. “Why isn’t it illegal to give children homework? When we get … Continue reading →

One day he’s a tree-monkey… The next, he’s joined his sister on her sick bed, determined to record a higher fever than hers. I’m not used to broken nights these days, so after being woken three times in one night … Continue reading →

You may think this picture shows some kind of make-up removal kit or kitchen surface cleaner, but it’s neither. It’s a gas leak detector. If only it were that easy. I called the Old Boiler cowboys out again, as I … Continue reading →