Here’s the first in a new occasional series in which I will ask myself questions and then reply. I’ll be my own agony aunt. Today’s...

Things aren’t going exactly according to plan on our holiday. No sooner had we arrived and unpacked our Tetris-style car that took us a...

I actually had a very, very nice birthday. May Blossom decided that I should enjoy the day for as many hours as possible so she got up at...

Last week I was grating a raw beetroot into a pot of soup (this soup, incidentally, which is so delicious I almost ate H’s portion before...

Silver. Silver. Silver. White. Black. Silver. Black. Black. Silver. RED! Dark Blue. Silver. Silver. The cars are so montone these days...

Today I am like an angry toddler stuck between the sofa and the wall. Today I am like coffee grounds spilled on the kitchen counter....

But this squishy little flat will soon be a much-improved palace, because the Michael the Bathroom Man, Saviour of Hearts and Minds, is...

We’ve all been a bit in the weeds this week, but we’re sorting ourselves out. I have been inspired by my 102-year-old grandmother, who...

In other areas of my life in which I am clearly not money, I went back to the gym today for the first time since I was five months...

Wearing sandals,  thongs, or plastic Melissa shoes. Looking at the photograph ‘Nat and the Girls’ by my clever friend John Witzig,...

H’s beloved dad died on Saturday. It was expected, and a relief in that he was released from his suffering after a year of illness. It is...

Have you seen this website, all about cabins, and this one, about woodsy hipster life? I am a bit obsessed with both right now. It’s...

It probably wasn’t as awful to others as it was to me, but most of the other mums there have two or more kids, and I suddenly felt like a...

The reason for the subterfuge is that since blackberries are a terrible pest in these parts, and you are supposed to keep them away by...

Warning to the pregnant: Contents of bump gives not one shit how, or even if, you fold their clothes. Also, your thighs will not stay...

When you are ill, it's nice to make your sickroom into a restful haven. Or you can put a giant tiger at the foot of the bed. Please...

Someone else used to be the cutest baby in this house. Today is a day of crazy. May Blossom slept very little last night, due to her...

Having being born with an unusually thick crop of dark hair – for an Anglo baby, at least – May Blossom is no stranger to the scissors....

Hello there. Did you survive Christmas? Are you still speaking to any of your family? Did anyone lose an eye when the top button of your...

Decorating: done (yes, all my bookshelves are this pretentious) There are but three shopping days left until Christmas, dear reader(s)....