Category Archives: Family
Letting Go!
No 1 Son wants to buy a car! To be honest No 1 Son wants more than a car, he wants his independence and adulthood. We have spent the last 20 years cosseting him in cotton wool, and shielding him … Continue reading
Parental Pick-up
It is not often these days I do the school run but I had to this week and I now realise how far my life has changed. For 13 years I had children in primary school and although there were many … Continue reading
Leaving Home
How I came to be stood on Andover train station on a Saturday afternoon nearing the end of November waving inwardly to a disappearing train as realisation hit, is a different story altogether. Suffice to say rail engineering works had … Continue reading
Evoking Memories
Once upon a long time ago I lived for a while in London. I am not sure if every large city is like it but there was a particular vitality to the place especially after dark. I remember the day … Continue reading
Jump Start
It started with the inevitable call and I knew; if Number 1 son was calling it was not to say he loved me or how was I, and most definitely not to offer to do the shopping in order to … Continue reading
All Inclusive
From the moment we touched down and probably before; we were under the emphatic but subtle officialdom of the holiday company. We stepped off the Magaluf Express straight into the pre-prescribed formulaic world of many a TV sitcom. A final … Continue reading
Magaluf Express
The decision to take a family holiday was a non-event this year. The older boys not even sure if they wanted to join us unless of course we are going somewhere hot, abroad and within close proximity of Magaluf or Ayia … Continue reading
One in a Million
I am nothing if not unconventional. My boys are at a difficult age, starting out from the cosseted world of education and trying to make it in the world of business and employment. School has equipped them with knowledge about … Continue reading
Steaming Guilt
I am carrying the guilt around like so many women I know. Am I a working mother or wicked mother? It began yesterday morning with a normal teenage argument “but it’s raining”. “I have to go to work” I explained … Continue reading
A Large Piece of History
As anyone with a year 7 child will know or anyone with older children who have been through year 7 at the local school, the history teachers like to challenge the parents of their new intake. It was the turn … Continue reading