As I’ve proved time and time again, strange things happen to me. Today is a home day so just before lunch I always take our dog, Peanut, for a walk with Jude. Today we walked a few streets from our place and past the street where I grew up and …
Sometimes I look at the state of the toilet in my kids bathroom and I wonder “how the hell did they even do that? Is it physically possible?” Boys are disgusting. Mine are only aged 6, 4 and 2 and already my house has taken on the scent of a …
Rob and I are on the Isle of Skye at the moment. Because we only have about seven weeks left in London we’ve managed to put aside two lots of a few days to go on two final trips in Europe because my parents are here and have offered to …
As I was writing my blog yesterday about our romantic getaway, I remembered something that happened to me a few years ago, one of those embarrassing moments that you like to forget and pretend didn’t happen. I’m good at doing that because I’m fairly excellent at making a complete dick …
We’ve just spent a week at the Lake District. I’d love to report that it was a fun-filled, stress-free and relaxing seven days away but I’d be a big fat liar if I did. It’s about a four and a half hour drive from our place in London. So add …
Every once in a while I am reminded that my kids are getting older and that I am no longer the centre of their world and can do no wrong. This ‘once in a while’ has been becoming more and more frequent and I’m not sure I like it. Last …
Because I am the eldest of four children, I always had the largest bedroom. It’s a right of birth and one of the advantages of being the parental guinea pig. That and never having to wear hand me downs from your older sister. It was what would have been the …
I often feel sorry for Holly. With three little brothers she is forever rescuing her things from their grubby little clutches for there is no greater joy in my sons lives than being in Holly’s room and in possession of her stuff. The problem being their inability to do so …
“Mum, I don’t have a bagina” “Luca, it’s vagina and do you even know what one is?” “Yep, it’s when you’ve got no willy in your bottom”. Conversations like this are pretty stock standard at our place, the only variation is that usually the favourite topic is penises rather than …
I’m quite convinced that post office workers are the slowest most inefficient people on the planet. I think it’s a global problem because when we lived in Sydney I spent at least two days of my life in a queue at Roseville post office and it’s the same here in …
Sometimes the reality of life with four kids hits me harder than usual. This morning I woke up when Charlie stuck his finger up my nose at 5.30am and nearly gave me a heart attack. Soon to be followed by the lungs on steroids upstairs squawking for attention because of …
It’s that time of the year when Rob and I decide what to do for Christmas. Living overseas means no decisions have to be made over whose family we spend it with so we’re free to travel wherever we like. Our family holidays are infamous for going spectacularly wrong. Cancelled …