This year lack of forward-planning and money meant we were holidaying in the UK, near Hexham. As it turns out this was a fine choice and meant that even those of us who left our passport in the pocket of our trousers in the wash could come too. Also, being pessimists, we weren’t disappointed by […]
A happy Bert day and other matters
What’s been going on? Let me tell you… Practically perfect in every way Boy Three has been treading the boards this week with Pace and came home one afternoon to announce that he’d been cast as Bert. His accent was every bit as good as DVD’s. I know they’ve had a bit of practice, but […]
All the things I’m not writing about this week
My head is very full at the moment and there are dozens of things I want to write about. I’ve already forgotten some of the most brilliant ideas and the rest are getting fuzzier. I’d like to theorise more about mental load and how to unload. I want to write poetically about what happens when […]
Mental load: at last, a name for that thing
You should have asked. It’s the title of a comic strip in the Guardian by French feminist artist Emma. It beautifully describes a thing I’ve been clumsily groping towards for years. When you have all of the stuff for everyone in the house in your head, most of the responsibility for getting things done and, […]
Am I actually a little bit sexist?
Photo by Sofia Sforza on Unsplash Last night, the only thing disturbing the peace at the Palace of Bundance was the sound of far-off gunfire and muttered commands. But fear not, we were not living some dystopian future that had me laundering red robes and changing my name to OfKev. (Guess what we watched […]