It turns out this writing a book lark is harder than it looks and, like so many things in life, not made easier by having two small...

Baffling contraption As we are wont to do from time to time, H and I have started a small health kick. It’s not a high kick. We’re not...

I will face the truth about the Pilates DVDs. This is the year I will stop taking Pilates DVDs on holidays with me. I’ve been dragging...

To this end, we have employed the time-honoured parenting practice of a rewards chart. It is called ‘Operation No Brokeback Mounts’ and...

I made the cookies using an amalgamation of recipes on the internet, which I found by googling ‘cacao almond cookies’. They all contained...

It took me fifteen minutes to find a suitable illustration for this post. This is a dessicated frog on a spatula. It’s a metaphor or...

May Blossom’s Self-Portrait With Gastro It’s winter here, and with each new and sparkling dawn comes a new illness. I’m quite serious:...

In the event of finding yourself over thirty-eight weeks pregnant and suffering from a virus that makes you burn with fever and shake...

Which of the two following stories is scarier? Thing 1. This week I saw a new physiotherapist. She told me I should wear what can only be...

There’s not a lot of coherent narrative flow going on in my life right now, and so, to reflect that, here are some random observations...

Here’s a blurry picture of the creature to be known henceforth as NB. Those are the initials of its in utero name, but could equally...

1. When she walks down steps, May Blossom has taken to sometimes refusing the proffered hand of her father or me and instead holds her...

Anyway, My Kitchen Rules is a cooking competition, and last night the competitors each had to choose a dish and cook it in ninety...

I learned of Flora’s (a pseudonym) birth by a text message with a picture an hour after her birth, which was unexpectedly...