Yo ho ho and a cup of herbal tea

There are things in my life that make me feel terribly English. See, exhibit A: love for scones and jam; exhibit B: inability to sing 'Jerusalem' without bellowing; exhibit C: crippling awkwardness in social situations. Spending the day on a narrowboat chugging down an Oxford canal has to be in the top five. We did … Continue reading Yo ho ho and a cup of herbal tea

I Laugh in the Face of Paracetamol

On days when you wake up with a rotten cold and have absolutely no access to the medicines that work, thanks to the delicacy of your travel-sized foetus, there's really nothing else to do but hire a narrowboat and go off down an Oxfordshire canal for the day. The old chap who lent us one was determined to … Continue reading I Laugh in the Face of Paracetamol