A zit, a coldsore and a bout of hayfever walk into a bar... And that's the end of the joke, because let's face it, a zit, a coldsore and a bout of hayfever in the same place at the same time really isn't funny. Which is exactly how I felt when I woke up last Tuesday ...
Summing up your life in eight photos of happiness - it's kind of irresistible. I'm an obsessive photo-taker and have been since I got my first camera from Santa about thirty years ago, so when Lady Nicci gave me the opportunity to try this post, I was immediately in. Well, immediately plus four months. After years of watching ...
Last night, I picked up the iron from the counter to put it away, but then realised that I don't know where we keep it. My husband does all the ironing, and always has done. The last time I ironed anything was 2001, when I burned the dress I was about to wear to my ...
We stand, then look back and see the others sitting. We exchange glances, we've been caught getting it wrong. Best we stick to the plan now - we stay on our feet. The front row do too, but maybe that's how it works. My eye is drawn yet again to the photo on the casket. I ...
We go off-road before we even start. Clara rushes across the grass, shrieking at the others to follow. They're going to climb a tree they say. We follow, a little behind. Watching three small figures running down the hill - I hear the opening bars of Little House on the Prairie in my head. I resist ...
The house went dark. It was like that scene in a scary movie when the baddie cuts all the wires. I look out into the hall - no baddie. Well as far as I could see in the pitch blackness. The kids were all screaming, pretending to be petrified but secretly loving the drama that ...
My six-year-old has been talking for months now about an idea she has - she's planning to open a theme park when she grows up. It'll be covered snow, there will be sledding, ice-covered slides, and reindeer carousels. You can stay overnight there - like glamping she says, only in igloos. And there will be ...
A wedding, three years ago. A lovely friend and his lovely new wife. A room full of rowers. He had met her in his rowing club. A rowing club! We were indeed surprised when we first heard. But he had joined the club and met his wife, and there we all were, celebrating. It being a ...
This is how it goes in my house: "Kids, dinner's ready, come to the table." Then with a little less patience "Kids! Please come to the table!" Multiply this by pointlessly high number. Give up calling, start threatening and/ or physically lifting them into their seats. Cue dinner responses: Eldest: "What's this? I don't like this dinner. Why do we ...
So, how is it going having no kitchen you ask? Well, you didn't really ask, but I need to let it out somewhere. In a few short hours on Tuesday, our kitchen went from this: to this: To be frank, not having a kitchen isn't quite as much fun as I thought it would be. I have very fond ...