Thanks for the heart attack, CBeebies.

My list of parenting fails began within hours of giving birth when the hospital midwife announced, a little louder than strictly necessary, I felt, that I'd put Freya's nappy on back to front. Even then I remember thinking: "It's only going to get worse." And I was right. This week, though, I might have met the level cap for parental … Continue reading Thanks for the heart attack, CBeebies.

Autumn To The Rescue: Fun With Leaves.

Maybe it was the changing of the clocks, which I like to blame for pretty much everything, or perhaps it is just normal threenage behaviour but Freya has been a ball of fiery angst this week, just waiting to singe anyone who gets too close. "You. Are. Making. Me. Angry," she growled at me, when I thought I was doing … Continue reading Autumn To The Rescue: Fun With Leaves.