Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR. Hope 2018 is treating you well. Three days in and mine is looking pretty shiny…and challenging for all the right reasons. I overheard my Dad on the phone to his friend the other day: “I somehow feel more orderly in a year that is an even number and not odd..I never… Continue reading Prague: The Charles Bridge
Well well well, it’s that time of year yet again. How? How is it 2018 in 2 days time? And how are we at 2018? It does not feel like eighteen years ago we were celebrating the millennium. I am very proud. 2017 has been a pretty amazing year for me, probably one of the… Continue reading Confessions of a Single Mother: Thank You 2017
Maia is stood in my room wrapping herself up in wrapping paper. Old wrapping paper, that I’ve said she is allowed to rip up, but that she has discovered far more amusing uses for; a carpet and body wrap to name just a couple. Before 2017 quickly becomes 2018 (WOOOO), I wanted to share a few… Continue reading Prague: Old Town Square
A few snaps from the last 24 hours… Below: A delicious lunch in the Hotel Maria Salt caves: Above: “How to be Here” by Rob Bell, a brilliant read that I cannot put down.
Wałbrzych, Poland. I woke up and opened my curtains to this magical view this morning. In a rush to get out into the snow, so no time for all the words I want to write describing this beautiful adventure. But thought I’d share these snaps anyway. Snow always takes me back to childhood and that… Continue reading Wałbrzych, Poland: An Early White Christmas
Ah such a peaceful sight. You would not think her mother had just spent approximately 2 and a half minutes crying in the airplane toilets due to scenes that had occurred moments prior to this. It all began with the stairs. The unanticipated stairs that made an appearance right by the gate, just as I… Continue reading Confessions of a Single Mother: JUST SAY YES
Maia is still off nursery. She is buzzing around, but the 48-hour sickness rule means she can’t go in today. It’s not ideal but this does mean I don’t have to prepare a lunchbox or put a bra on…Always looking for that silver lining. With the consistent hum of a small child murmuring “I’m gonna… Continue reading Budapest: The Great Market Hall, The Liberty Statue and Thoughts on Love