Category Archive: Makey stuff and food

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

We all start as strangers

Being a ‘newbie’ in town means you have to be brave and talk to people, smile and even tell your life story a gazillion times if asked. Sometimes it’s too much effort or… Continue reading

The welcoming Free State

This post is a ‘thank you’ for a little girl I know in Bloemfontein called Isabelle. It was her mum’s birthday breakfast today and I was lucky enough to go along. Last night… Continue reading

When life gives you figs..

When life gives you figs.. move in. Yes, we have bought a house and it has a fig tree! Funnily enough it has a lemon tree too (for the bad days?) I guess… Continue reading

All five of 5gofurther now in double figures!

My youngest had her 10th birthday the other day – quite rude of her so soon after we’ve arrived. We’re staying in a guest house, self-catering, with one set of crockery, and none… 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

Jingling all the way

AS promised, tra la la la LAAAAAAA, here is my Christmassy blog offering. An festive array of Thought Baubles if you will… Background: My first glimpse of impending Christmas doom happened around mid-November… Continue reading

The Deserts of Dubai

A caravan of clutter, Skateboards, ninja-swords, Camping on the sands, Nomads: five. – A forest of logistics, Valleys of farewells, Rivers flowing tears All crossed: over. – Memories replaying, Friendships on a loop,… Continue reading

Angel of The South

For anyone reading this from another land, you need to know that England has a huge sculpture called the Angel of the North. Here’s our version, made by Evie when she was in… Continue reading

“Purging the house of extraneous tat” (Bridget Jones)

It’s a funny thing, clearing out a home. It calls for endless decisions and lots of grit. I think it’s harder if you have any creative bones in your body because you’re constantly… Continue reading