birthday surprise
Woke up to sunshine and breakfast in bed, and this: A giant, mystery box of stripy cheer! Upon opening out popped these My mother-in-law is the perfect mix of silly, goofy and sentimental. ps, turns out balloons are just as fun in my thirties as they were when I first hit double digits.
funny thing, language
I make no bones about it, this post is really about Little Women. The All-American girlhood classic, which actually isn’t nearly as good as you remember. Trust me. Every other word is religiously pious and boring. I’m pretty sure it’s only survived in the hearts and minds of America’s feminine youth for so long for … Continue reading
Homemade Christmas: Cookies
Today was the first morning of winter. I know this because it’s the first time this season I’ve felt the overwhelming need to lean out of bed, grab my clothes and shove them down under the duvet. It’s like warm socks from the drier, but a full-body experience. In a word, awesome. It also gave … Continue reading
Bundles of Joy ( & Thirty Things #9)
A few weeks ago, I boarded the train to London. The East Coast line between Edinburgh and the Big Smoke is one of life’s great pleasures, but on this occasion I was rather too excited to gaze fondly at the crashing North Sea or the quaint clusters of Northumbrian sheep. I was en route to … Continue reading
Jennie, I’ve got your number
When I was little, I thought I knew how to count. The numbers went 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 6 7 5 3 0 9. I was a child of the eighties. And a small enough child I didn’t know Tommy Tutone was singing about a phone number. Sigh, such innocence. (Incidentally, … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 