One of the things we did was debate – at length whether it was OK to call it Holland. Boy One, insisted it was The Netherlands despite maps showing him we were in South Holland. We learned the joys of Lycra-free cycling! And encountered the remarkable phenomena of patient motorists who give way to bikes. […]
A ferry good way to travel… Newcastle to Amsterdam
Theoretically being trapped in a tin box with hundreds of strangers for hours on end is exactly the kind of thing to fill me with horror. No escape, no alternative and no chance of doing my own thing. And I’ll admit as we boarded the gigantic Princess Seaways in Newcastle I was somewhat apprehensive. We […]
Is there ever an excuse for bad manners?
My boys aren’t angels, far from it. They have more than their fair share of rude and revolting moments. But today one of them was greeted by an adult’s appalling ignorance. Boy Two and his little friend G were playing one of their endless and elaborate games in the garden. It involved a trampoline and […]
My name in Lego, a happy box and a three-way split
Grief – the goldfish, sequins and colander theory
Did I mention that my brother died in the middle of the summer?Horrible, shocking and tragic. I have a lovely supportive family and enough true friends, but there comes a point where you just know you can’t keep telling them the same thing. Life, like they say, goes on. That’s partly what blogging’s about – […]