“Mum, can I go into the sandpit?” Hurrah! Music to my tired ears, after an hour following him around slides and swings and zip-lines and rope bridges. I’ll just sit on the side here and keep an eye on him in case he throws sand or walks off to try something else. I might just check my phone in …
I recently had my hair-cut. It’s an experience that is in theory very relaxing – an enforced hour of peace and quiet. Time spent reading magazines or Twitter, drinking coffee, and being looked after – being the centre of attention. So a functional pampering – like going for a manicure or a facial, only less indulgent; …