At some point in adulthood, our jobs come to define us.
A post masquerading as a book review when it's really just a lengthy parental humblebrag
Photo mine, from a very child-free Italian holiday Has the impossible happened and you have found yourself unexpectedly possessed of a chunk of child-free time? Are you standing frozen, mouth agape, utterly bemused about what to do next? Fear not! Presenting for your perusal the ultimate hierarchy of child-free activities! 10. Staring at a blank … Continue reading Child-free Activities: a Hierarchy
This book began as a strong four stars out of five. By the end, I rated it one. This rarely happens; I can usually tell within a few pages whether a book is for me or not. But The Last had a really interesting premise, introduced several intriguing characters.... and then it failed to deliver. … Continue reading Book review: The Last by Hanna Jameson
My name is Caitlin and I’m a procrastinator. I want to say a recovered procrastinator, but in my darkest moments I fear that real recovery will forever be beyond me.
Having used books as a guide and a solace through all experiences of my own life, it’s perhaps unsurprising that I have turned to these in order to instruct my child. Without faith in my own communication abilities, I bought a book called Going to Nursery to assist with psychological preparation (read: indoctrination) for that … Continue reading Book review: Going to Nursery by Laurence Anholt and Catherine Anholt
My hatred of going to the hairdresser’s stretches a long way back.