Looking up

Who do you look up to? Perhaps you’ve always admired a certain celebrity, actor, artist or musician? Maybe your hero is a world-changing character from history, or it may be that your hero is someone closer to home. During my (almost) 42 years of life, I have met many men and women who I have...

The Joys of Childhood

For most of us, when we look back on our childhood, we have great memories. We can look through our family photo albums, laugh at the silly clothes we wore, name old friends, remember birthday parties we went to and games we played. Most of us can switch on one of our favourite childhood films...

What makes us US

It would not be unreasonable for me to be accused of being sentimental. I love to look back on my childhood. It was mainly very happy – we all have difficult stuff that happens like friends moving away, grandparents dying, bad days when our friends suddenly don’t seem to be in the mood to be...

The TRUTH about camping

Ahhh camping! A wonderful opportunity to live in the great outdoors, to wake up to the sounds of nature, with birdsong and the fresh smell of the trees; A time to be free from the pressures of daily life, without the noise of social media, television and the craziness of the rat race; A time...

The Photo Bath

  We had moved into our house during a hot July, and after only a month in our “new” house – it was a Victorian semi in dire need of updating – I found myself with two small children, another one on the way, surrounded by the dust and debris of a loft conversion in...

There’s Still Time

Something happened on Saturday. Our eldest son, our firstborn (and therefore our parenting guinea pig) became an adult…well, legally, anyway. The day began, as all birthdays do in our house, with presents and cards in the living room, pancakes and maple syrup for breakfast and the usual conversation about where we were at that exact...

Back to School

You can’t beat a bit of Back to School stationary shopping. I remember it well; new ruler, eraser and pencil sharpener; freshly machine-sharpened pencils, a brand new pen and a fresh, crisp, unmarked school bag; new school jumper (no need for new shirts as last year’s still fit, and Mum “isn’t made of money”) and...