Jazz hands and home-made costumes
Ah, the old school play. Yawn. My mother must have spent countless hours numb-bummed and restless, sitting through the performances of every other parents’ children, waiting for my brief and […]
Category Archives: memories
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 […]
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 […]
Nostalgia ain’t always sweet – exam memories!
My son is 11 years old and it is SATS week for Year 6 kids. Now, being a boy who is already under the influence of mild testosterone surges (that’s […]
My family of other animals
We were in the car. I was, at a guess, about 7 years old. Mum was driving (as per the norm) and my aunt was riding shotgun. I remember it […]
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), […]
Birthday bedlam
We are clearly bad planners. It seems that everyone in my family is determined to have their birthday within a nod and a wink of Christmas. There is a small […]
To party or not to party?
It’s funny looking back – my first son celebrated each and every birthday in style. We have certainly adopted a range of alter-egos over the years! Mostly related to super-heroism […]
Taking photos in the dark
Bonfire night. Local pub. Advantages – walkable from home, kids’ friends there, not too busy, beer and warmth indoors Disadvantages – Large tree situated in front of firework display, plastic […]
