Our children, the soothsayers?

We’ve just taken Gwen for the MMR jab, and I’m worried. I’ve been reading some articles on measles in Swansea, and the claimed ill-effects of…

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When I am gone, I would like you to picnic …

While we were eating our lunch today, a black cat (symbol of death in some cultures) appeared from nowhere and wandered into the shot. I…

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I’ve been shortlisted!

I’m astonished. I found out last night that I’ve made it to the shortlist for Britmums’ Brilliance in Blogging Awards. My excitement caused Austin and…

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The blog posts that never were

This fortnight, the time pixies have stolen my blogging hours. It’s been the first long holiday since Austin started pre-school, and with two under-fours to…

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The art of seduction

Here we are, in 1995. Students. Just good friends. Thirteen years later, there we were. Outside a pub in Soho. My friend and I had…

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Silent Sunday

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The potty training day

….or, reasons why I need to blog (part 1) My children are prolific pooers. I blame attachment parenting. I carried out a (completely non-scientific) study…

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An atheists’ Easter

What does an atheist tell their kids about religious holidays? I’ve been grappling with that question this weekend. There’s a lot to like about belief.…

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Silent Sunday

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