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A science-y kind of birthday

Just a quick one about Henry’s birthday, before August is properly over and all my


Flying the flag for date night

Real spouse talk: we find date nights hard these days. Didn’t everyone say we would,

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Embarrassing crushes: city edition

‘The thing is’, said Paul, over bread and olives at Carluccio’s, ‘in Manchester, everyone’s friendly

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What to do in London when you’re two

We do London on our birthdays. On Monday we got to induct Henricus Rex into

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The good, the bad and the bread market

Here is the absolute truth of it. Mothering little people is the most profoundly wearying,

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On the First Date of Christmas…

Welcome, friends, to the twelve dates of Christmas. Is this not an exceedingly nifty festive



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