The 30-something shift
“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon?” cried Daisy, “and the day after that, and the next thirty years?” The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald Start running. Start dancing. Start […]
“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon?” cried Daisy, “and the day after that, and the next thirty years?” The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald Start running. Start dancing. Start […]
It’s official. Britain is one of the worst places to be/become a mother. According to the Telegraph, one of the possible reasons for the UK having a higher rate of […]
‘Not all of us can do great things but we can all do small things with great love.’ Mother Teresa Name me a country affected by famine in Africa. Chances […]
The final night of Living Below the Line, I couldn’t get warm. My bed was warm, but I wasn’t. I checked the time – 00.16. In theory I could go […]
‘I’ve just realised,’ my colleague said to me at work yesterday, waving a soy latte from Pret in front of me. ‘This coffee is worth two days of your food […]
Just a quick post – I came across this lovely piece about a child’s Lent via Twitter. If you were making Lent fun for a kid, what would you do? […]
So last night I ventured out for plums, armed with stepladders to reach them down with (I’m only short) and two children, so I wouldn’t look strange. Somehow, doing odd […]
For Christmas last year, and before she left for Moldova, B gave me a book called 102 Free Things To Do: Inspiring Ideas for a Better Life. One of the […]
The world is divided into those who think it’s civilised to keep books in the loo, and those who think it’s decidedly not. My dad is in the first group […]
Remember, remember the fifth of November Gunpowder treason and plot I see no reason Why gunpowder, treason, Should ever be forgot. The ambient temperature today is a balmy (for November) […]