Making with Mother
Yesterday my 12 year old brought home one of those delightful surprises that so often come from school. Home made sausage rolls. It got me thinking about the amount of […]
Yesterday my 12 year old brought home one of those delightful surprises that so often come from school. Home made sausage rolls. It got me thinking about the amount of […]
So I am sitting here looking at pictures of my kids. I am wondering whether there was a time when my own mother did this very same thing. No computers […]
I love photography. My husband loves photography. The camera is never far from someone’s face in our house. My sons are both showing signs that they have artistic tendencies, so […]
It’s blackberrying season! If you want to make a lasting memory for your children, go out and get them sticky and covered in scratches. No, seriously! Even if they don’t […]
My name is Helen and my mum died 5 years ago. So why haven’t I changed my phone to read ‘dad’ instead of ‘mum’ against their number? I cannot bring […]
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 […]
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 […]