Our night away did not begin well. Before boarding our train to London we popped into a delicatessen to get lunch. Being the ginormous greedy pig I am, I gobbled a piece of taster bread without first reading what was on it. I don’t know how many times you’ve put something unexpected in your mouth, … More This Year’s Dirty Weekend
Botched feminism, shoddy parenting, family life on a school farm…
Last night Hackney Colliery Band came to play at school. They were unbelievably good. Like life affirming-ly brilliant. They are a ten piece brass band that do their own tunes as well as other peoples’. Nope, I didn’t know you could make the trumpet do The Prodigy either. There were about 250 people in the … More Why Children Dance But Adults Don’t
We have had a busy week. On Monday we hosted a pumpkin carving for about 60 people (I’d expected 20). At the weekend a group of my bestest, oldest friends and their kids came to stay. Utter heaven, and of course, with five women, eleven kids and two dogs, pretty much constant chaos. So after … More Nope, there really is no rest for the wicked.