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

May Blossom loves to play. Anything that involves chasing, shrieking and creating mayhem gets her seal of approval. Yesterday she and her...

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

I was reminded of those years, from thirteen to sixteen, as I drove the car earlier this week. As part of Operation Sleep In Your Own...

Here's a picture of some sort of spotty cat. H took it. I don't know how it's relevant to this post. Can't you draw some kind of...

When we arrived in Perth three days ago, sixteen hours after Pappy’s death, we were running on what could charitably described as empty....

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...

Rainy days when you have a toddler are, however, a whole different kettle of weasels. Especially a toddler who is going through an...

This morning, between baking four huge chocolate cakes and dealing with a toddler suffering from what I thought was fear of the noise the...

May Blossom's Birthday Cake May Blossom turned one and it was a marvellous day. There were blueberry pancakes with maple syrup and bacon,...

In the lead-up to May Blossom’s birthday, the cake preparations continue. Today’s post is an homage to some of the great cakes of my...

Today I was going to start a series inspired by the lovely blog Soulemama, in which each Friday I would post a picture of a wonderful...

‘Maybe you should write more about things that lots of people really like to read about,’ Dad suggested helpfully. ‘I am,’ I said....