It happened a lot while we were in the States. Almost everywhere we went. You never knew when or where it would strike, you only knew that for sure it would. “I love your accents,” someone would say, nearly awestruck,
Archive for August, 2011
These Things I Know
I make a lot of mistakes in life, but these things I know: – you are never in too much of a hurry to stop for a cuddle – OneRepublic’s “Good Life” is one of the happiest songs ever composed
I Hear Toast Calling Me Now
It’s the 8th of August and residing in my fridge is a turkey. A large turkey which the label says has been raised in accordance with standards to which the shop wants its animals to be reared (so probably not
Ohmigosh I’m, Like, 16 and I, Like, Totally Love Him
Every year we go to BBC Proms in the Park. Or we try to, anyway, although there were a few years of heavily pregnant/newborn/infant years whereby it didn’t happen. Still – since the twins are growing and they have a
Glamping
This past weekend we went camping. Or, to be more accurate, we went glamping. Last year Alastair sprang this on me. After years of raising the bar in terms of travel – from the early days of living on $8
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