oo de lally, oo de lally, golly what a daySince there has not been anything interesting happening in the UK of late (I joke), it seems the appropriate time to write about my...
bits and bobsIt's been a wild couple of weeks and I feel that the strangeness of it all has sent me into a writing dry patch. None of my ideas have...
my second or third castleThursday was a day for adventure with my gorgeous babies. One of my twins needed to find a toilet quickly, and when you are a new four...
seasons of mudPicture a warm day, maybe +10 Celsius. The sun is shining. You look out your window and smile. When you emerge from your home into the...
my love language is foodDear England, I am scared of black pudding. I have not tried it. I have read about it and looked at it. Putting extra blood in my food...
the second time you visit StonehengeI first visited Stonehenge on a cold Saturday morning in January. It was frosty and sunny and we were not dressed for the weather....
never trust a frozen poop"Life is 10% what happens to you, and 90% how you react to it," Charles R. Swindoll. It's Friday morning and I am driving up a very steep...
There's No Place Like LondonIt's Saturday, my twins woke up at 4 am and refused to go back to sleep. I tried reading in their room and waiting for them to fall back...
washing my pantsToday, I have been spending the day at home with three children who are poorly. The kind of poorly that requires constant laundry and...
Happy Christmas Ya Filthy AnimalIn September, we started work, school, and life in England. One of the first things discussed in ALL settings was Christmas Parties. This...