Summer, a ball and a bat. Perenially sweet nostalgia.
Mum, 1950, aged 15. Back row, 3rd from right. Last week I took my eldest son to his first ever Rounders match. For those of you watching in Black and […]
Category Archives: History
Memories of ElastiGirl skin
Oh Crap, I appear to be getting old. I no longer understand Tweet messages. Sometimes. Quite often. A lot. It’s not that I hadn’t noticed, but to be quite honest […]
The Guilt Monster – are you saving or shredding your kids’ memories?
“Pleasure is the flower that passes. Remembrance the lasting perfume.” Jean de Boufflers There are certain parts of being a mum which are, let’s be honest, a real turn-off. 1. […]
Photographic Family Histories – getting your memories in order
“Whatever a man’s age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-coloured flower in his button-hole.” Need a little help making your family photos reflect your family life […]
Action Man or Atari? My Life Story in toys
I must confess to feeling slightly horrified by a conversation I had recently with my son. He is 11 and was in the throes of declaring redundant the Power Ranger […]
3 memories to make you feel young again
As long as you avoid mirrors (and bathroom scales), I have found that I can still keep up the pretence of feeling the same way as I did at 25, […]
Family journal memories – that very first day at school
Last night there was a meeting for all parents of 4-year-old soon-to-be-going-to-school children at our local Primary school. My husband was stuck in London (harumph) so I went alone and […]
The sweet shops of my youth
First off, it’s important to warn you that, like shopping at the supermarket, you should never write a Blog on an empty stomach. Especially one that talks about food. I […]
I love being a mummy
I have to confess that I took my mum for granted. Don’t we all? And then she went and died. Would that we could turn back the clock. If we […]
Just like riding a bike
The sun came out on Sunday. A brief period of relief from northern frost. Due to the somewhat lingering ‘in-transit’ state of our house since moving (albeit 6 months ago), […]
Where is the decorating fairy?
I am dreaming of clean white walls, polished floorboards and crisp, pristine bed linen. Maybe some ambient lighting or a strategically placed cushion or two…. Instead I am trapped in […]
