A list, presented without comment. You walk down the street and find yourself looking at people, random people, shiny happy people, and sourly wondering how much sleep they had the night before. You are certain that it was more than you. Your resentment is as bitter as it is unwarranted. You turn to caffeine and sugar, … Continue reading Confessions of the sleep-deprived
I’m sure there was a point in my life when the prospect of going on holiday didn’t fill me with an all-consuming dread. I definitely recall there was a time when it was enjoyable, exciting even, to speculate over where to go and then look at lots of over-filtered sunny pictures in the process of … Continue reading The hell that is holiday planning
Playgroups vs classes - where not to find your new best parent friend To be at home with a small child is to inhabit quite a different world to the one you used to move through. It probably involves a great deal more discussion of, and close involvement with, bodily fluids of all types and … Continue reading Tribes of Babyland
Dear reader, I write from north of the wall, at great distance from the capital where I lived, loved and ate brunch for nine years. It may surprise you to learn that connection to the internet is even possible outside of London and yet I am here to report that life does indeed go on … Continue reading Leaving London: a survival guide
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNsqZEKkzRQ Can we all acknowledge that the world of nursery rhymes is as grotesque and barbaric as that of Grimms’ Fairy Tales? We’ve got Humpty Dumpty, broken beyond repair. There are blackbirds which peck off noses, and did you know that the woman who lived in the shoe with all those children resorted to whipping … Continue reading Ally bally, Ally bally bee: the disturbing nature of nursery rhymes
E's first flight, a deceptively calm affair. People warned me about travelling with a baby. More than twenty minutes in her car seat would surely be instantaneously fatal, if the forums I read were anything to go by. Bus and train trips were equally perilous, fraught with all manner of unknown risks, such as broken … Continue reading Travelling with a toddler: is the answer just not to do it, ever?
Around thirty years ago, Hairy Maclary scampered straight into my heart, where he has resided ever since. As one of my own childhood favourites, this was one of the very first books I bought for my daughter, when she was still watermelon-sized and bobbing around on the other side of my uterus. I had fond … Continue reading Review: Hairy Maclary from Donaldson’s Dairy by Lynley Dodd