Metrophobia. Fear of poetry. In the first few classes, I thought it was one of those set-piece jokes like teachers repairing the fabric of the school with leftover dining hall dinners. But then I realised they were serious. Creative writers with a fear of poetry. Who knew? I don’t understand enough about it to be […]
Out of my mind – what I think
Game of the gastropods and other matters
We have been beset by first world problem at the Palace of Bundance lately, most significantly the fact that a certain football match coincided with the Battle of the Bastards. For the uninitiated, that’s the penultimate episode of Game of Thrones for this series and is a Big Deal. So much so that Boy Three […]
Don’t make me do the mums’ race… ever
Things your children don’t need
Back to offering unrequested advice again. This time parenting advice, like it or not. It’s almost Boy Three’s seventh birthday. (Seven! I know, can you believe it?) So it was necessary to organise a celebration. Interesting how there’s an inverse correlation between the number of children’s birthdays you’ve presided over and the level of […]