True Confessions of a Gin Lover from Behind the Wheel of a Mini Clubman
So it’s my dad’s birthday this week (sadly no longer with) and it is at this time of year that my mind always turns to my childhood memories. My dad was 100% bonafide German, and he loved his food…German food, English food…his life was food! And I am pretty sure this stemmed from the exceptional introduction he had to it as a child. Because my grandmother lived the most resourceful life imaginable bringing up three small boys in a tiny village in wartime Germany.
So I’ve done it – I’ve reached the pinnacle of my motherhood career – I have achieved the ultimate, I can do no better – and my daughter is only 7! Where do I go from here ?Because on holiday, I …knitted…a …unicorn!!!
There came a point last week, after many days of of sensational Bake Off headlines, when I started to think…really now, there are more important things happening in the world. Let’s move on! How many column inches can we give a tv show, albeit the nation’s most beloved!
So, the last few days have been some of the most surprising of my life. First of all a surprising victory for the Brexit campaign, and secondly… Read more “The Sum of Small Parts”
I start this with an apology to all of those people who are completely bored with people going on about running, who yawn and groan every time somebody posts their run or their time on whatever social media. But we all have to have our thing, and as life enhancing thing, I’m afraid I cannot do anything but evangelise. At least it’s not puppies or lost dogs!
So this morning I headed out on what I had intended to be a lengthyish run. I had 10km in my mind, and I knew that with… Read more “The Real Runkeeper”
I have written this blog post in my head a thousand times. The first time was a year ago today when I realised it was my dad’s… Read more “Mein Daddy”
