Category Archive: Embarrassing parents

Woman vs. School

I couldn’t sleep on Tuesday night – it was one of those noisy South African nights where the local dogs are barking and the winds are blowing, making the wobbly bits of the… Continue reading

A kiss in the clouds

Since moving, one of the major triggers that sets me off moaning and whining is TELLY. I miss British TV and radio, with all its humour and banter, and I miss knowing about… Continue reading

On this day in history

Facebook has this little habit of popping up a memory from the same day on previous years. Yesterday mine was from 2009 when I had written that I “agreed with Evie: there are… Continue reading

Inner Pom-Poms

At school here in SA you have to choose a sport each term, and one of the options at Evie’s school is “pom-poms”!  (We Brits would call it cheerleading, but I’m loving the… Continue reading

Mental maths

You know those inane maths problems? “9 people got on a bus. They had 3 cakes each. 2 people got off at the first stop, but 1 person left his cake behind on… Continue reading

A jumble of jollity

We have one more sleep in our rented house then we go on holiday. Here is a selection of crazy snapshots from our time here. Evie made these window decorations for her room… Continue reading

An overdue Moan-fest.

OK it’s getting on for late February and we packed up our stuff into a container in mid-October. We’ve had Christmas and two birthdays. People say it’s liberating living out of a suitcase.… Continue reading

Carrying bricks

This is a brick. His name is Jack Foord. We created him as part of last night’s homework as Isaac has to carry him round for 3 weeks at school. If Jack gets… Continue reading

Cashing in our chips

This is it readers, we’ve left the UK. Our visas came through on Tuesday, whilst we were killing time in London. We were sitting in Pizza Express, using up vouchers when the email… Continue reading

Better than getting rabies

All being well, we are meant to leave the UK a month today, or even yesterday, so I thought I should do some kind of progress report. The trouble is, I’ve given so… Continue reading