Spending an afternoon in a hot, sweaty and expensive softplay with my children this weekend made me contemplate a few things (and not just how dirty the bottom of their socks were afterwards). In fact, it made me think that in many ways softplay mirrors many of life’s great lessons… Continue reading
It’s safe to say I have found myself in some pretty weird situations over the years. Hurtling through Belize’s countryside on a big yellow school bus situated next to a lady with a chicken, accompanying six drag queens on a night out to Ibiza Old Town and wondering if people assumed I was the seventh, my first PR job promoting paper plates and calling up magazines dedicated to potatoes. Just a few of the shining examples which immediately spring to mind. However, none of these come close to the total weirdness I have experienced over the past five years. Even more weird is that I now don’t even find these situations particularly weird…they are the norm in the bizarre world of babydom….judge for yourself: Continue reading
Dear fellow pre-schooler,
I want to share with you some of my recent learnings, in particular with regards to those things the parents like to call ‘play dates’. Continue reading
Before children, I was always THAT person who secretly used to look at my friend’s kids and make a mental note as to how I would do things differently. My family would be like the Calvin Klein adverts from the 90s. I would be that mother trekking through Tibet with my newborn neatly attached by an Indian print scarf. My daughter, dressed in floral pinafore dresses, would sit next to me drawing as I lunched out with friends each week. Continue reading
Squashed Raisins 