When Fraulein Maria first met the von Trapp children, a little seed was planted in my young, impressionable mind. Remember the shrill of the whistle and the subsequent array of children that [...]
When I was younger I firmly believed that pimples were teenage concerns and that once I hit my twenties I would be blemish-free. Consider me a naive idealist. The hormonal changes synonymous with [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: a moment of stillness before she runs off to explore Percy: so sweet and smiley in his brand new [...]
There have been many times in the past few weeks where I have intended to come and write here. But then Percy cried, or clouds threatened and the washing needed to be brought in, or I finally got [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: she’s been pushing buttons. Lots of buttons. Percy: everyone says he looks like me but at times, [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015” Che: rarely is there a moment when he doesn’t have a book in his hand. He turns 8 in September…where did all [...]
When I was 20 weeks pregnant I asked my midwife if the rumours were true: “Are third births generally unpredictable?” She turned away from the computer, looked me in the eye and with [...]
this little chair allows Poet to reach the high door handles / birthday flowers from my man / it’s tiring work being so small / domesticity for little people (and one of the very best [...]
As far as I’m concerned, every child needs a knitted pixie bonnet to keep them cosy in the cold. Greer, Head Knitter at Typically Red, creates beautiful hand-knits for little heads. She [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: day old pigtails and her favourite dress, looking very Anne of Green Gables as she picks clover in the [...]
