How To Be Busy

Many moons ago Grandpa Babymule used to delight in tormenting his children with the phrase ‘work work, busy busy, chop chop, bang bang’ when we (rarely) had to carry out chores. His schoolboy humour would lead him into fits of stifled giggles as we threw him a glance of the most scrunched up faces we…

No More Toys!

Talk about middle class problems. The ridiculous lengths of recent conversations with my three sweet, innocent children. To quote Dame Edna Everidge ‘You lucky, luck bastards’ would sum it up nicely, but I’m not sure that would give anyone under 7 a clear insight into their predicament. After a much needed slow start to the weekend we…

Being Brave Part 2 (Subtext ‘How not to be a Cocky B*stard)

Everyday bravery is underrated. Not the selfless acts of death-defying super-powered bravery (which are clearly amazing and miraculous) but the simple self-imposed challenges of life every day. These things are underrated: Caring for a newborn; simultaneously amazing and terrifying. Managing a toddler; requiring the patience of a saint and the strategy of a giant multinational…

Body Conscious-sskerchew!

So true and typical, almost immediately after raving about how wonderful and amazing the human body is almost the entire family came down with a megavirus. A full school week of cancellations, coughs, colds, sneezes, wheezes and all round grievances. We are officially a big bunch of misery-guts. And so much for our active lifestyle!…