Category: Archive

So, before we went on holidays last month I had the tyres changed. Nothing remarkable in that, happens every couple of years when they get {...}

A rather nice weekend that. Sunday was glorious and we had a horde of family over. LL had an aunt pass away some years ago, {...}

I have had friends of the catholic persuasion tell me passionately that they hold the gold medal in guilt. That its built into the system, {...}

So, my eldest nephew has arrived to start his grand tour of Europe. My oldest sister is quite a bit older, plus we compounded things {...}

So, my horrible secret is out. I am stolidly middle class and send my kids to private school. I’ve been oddly reluctant to say it. {...}

I’m a Canadian. When I grew up the school uniform was a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of running shoes. None of {...}

I have a running gag with my married in sister in law that we joined the family to get access to the cottage. It certainly {...}

It was a fine fine holiday. Much merriment, solialising, kiddie time and good food was had. I’m oddly tired but revitalised. A combination of nine {...}

Time for a wee break. Normal service will resume after the bank holiday. Enjoy yourselves, I know I will! {...}

I am physically and emotionally exhausted. The minutes until I’m on holiday on Friday are literally ticking away in my mind. As a run up {...}