To three or not to three?

That is the question. I do not know whether I will post this, or keep it up for long. It feels a bit personal, and also a bit obnoxious. But whenever I can't bring myself to write a lifeless piece for the sake of writing one, I ask myself: what are you thinking about most … Continue reading To three or not to three?

Just take the damn nap

My littlest goes to sleep with a fluffy cat and dog, one under each arm. And his Own Thomas train (I still don't know which one this is), and a rubber killer whale, and usually a giant plastic crane, which he talks to for forty minutes before dropping off. I don't need such elaborate sleeping … Continue reading Just take the damn nap

What January has to say for itself

Hello lovers. Let's go rambling. I make a point of not getting on with anything until T falls asleep. At the moment that means I slump over Twitter exhaustedly and with shoes on, for nearly an hour. He got used to Audible Fun Stuff going on after his bedtime over Christmas, so he likes to … Continue reading What January has to say for itself

Something to bake: raspberry and hazelnut flapjack bars

I bake for lots of reasons. Because I need to bring refreshments somewhere. Because I need to supply our cupboards more conveniently with emergency cake. And for comfort, of course, always for comfort. In a week in which David Bowie and Alan Rickman have both passed on unexpectedly, plus that avalanche earlier in the week and … Continue reading Something to bake: raspberry and hazelnut flapjack bars

How to make someone feel better about anything (for Grandpa, 1928-2015)

It was..somewhere in 2007, or 2008? I was intensely vulnerable, cramped, unsettled, unhappy. Nowhere near my best self, and painfully aware of it. Something small had happened to make me feel all of those things more acutely. I sat in my mother-in-law's car, shivering, with a knot in my stomach. On Grandpa's driveway (Tim's Grandpa, … Continue reading How to make someone feel better about anything (for Grandpa, 1928-2015)

Why I won’t be wishing you the ‘best year ever’ in 2016

Happy new year! (Yes I know it's too late to say that, but I'm still asking people about their Christmas, because my small talk regularly wins awards.) It is the new year, but I won’t be wishing you the best year ever. And it’s not because I don’t like you, because I do. Very much. … Continue reading Why I won’t be wishing you the ‘best year ever’ in 2016

Living Arrows in January: how we get lost

(Living Arrows is a portrait project run by Hayley at the Shutterflies blog, capturing the little moments of childhood. The title comes from a Kahlil Gibran poem called 'Children', which I've reproduced at the end of this post. It's supposed to be one a week, which I definitely don't have the staying power for, alas; … Continue reading Living Arrows in January: how we get lost

2015, in bits and pieces

I had a professor once, at university, who sat us down at the beginning of our module - the two of us, in the study we'd had to go through three quads and two staircases to find - and gave us a reading list of books and articles he'd written himself. And that was, like, … Continue reading 2015, in bits and pieces