With all the stress and stupidity that I've had to deal with lately I have totally forgotten to mention that the boys and I are jetting over to Cape Town. Oh happy days! I don't really know what to expect. It's been four years, there is some random stadium being built,
The worry wart
Sometimes when things start going wrong, I tend to get my motherly knickers in one massive knot. I'll almost always end up feeling like I should have done something better, quicker or sooner. It's that horrible thing called responsibility, and the sickening feeling that you've let the most important people
The time our blood was blue
Our blood is blue, Dumbledore is real and London has learnt nothing from Fashion Week. What a morning of revelations. This morning while walking the lad to school he declared that our blood was not red but blue. Excellent! I'll inform Her Majesty and we'll do tea and catch up on
The little love letter to my son
Hi Jim, You know, I don't remember having such a tough time at your age but then again my memory is generally rubbish and I was always a bit of a wuss with a gift for avoiding anything that even whiffed of conflict. It was my way and it was a
The bully teacher
It recently occurred to this once high-school misfit that teachers aren't the big scary people that they once were. What an awesome revelation, and another step towards me becoming a grown-up. I often get the impression that Jimmy is quite a challenge for teachers. You may have picked this up in
Smells like pre-teen spirit
Love, sorrow and getting your groove on... in retrospect it was the best way to handle a slew of bad days. If only it was me teaching the boy that and not him teaching me, then it would be perfect parenting. Love... It all began when he decided one morning to rush
Classified mission: authorised personnel only
Here there be snow monsters
There will be a couple of inches of snow in London today. Expect delays. Uh huh, ok I believe you this time, mainly because I walked to the station with 2 inches of snow on my head! This morning we woke up and Big Daddy decided this would be the morning to
A boy and his bike
It's a wonderful feeling when you see your child do effortlessly well at something. Even if that something is risky. Even if that something requires a million precautions to make him safe while doing it. Even if you know that if he continues to do it in the future you
Global warming – except in my corner
Now before the environmentalists go berserk (such a wonderful sensitive lot), I am not belittling the global warming thing, but man I'm cold. It's a tease really because they (being the BBC - purveyors of all things almost but not quite right, but close enough and who you gonna moan
Apologies for my freakishly large head.
You better watch out, you better not cry…
Better not pout I'm telling you why: Santa Claus is coming to town... This time of year for me is never about who is coming to town but more about who is leaving. It seems that tis' the season to pack it in, say farewell to London and shimmy on home
UK Saffa goes all Bridget Jones
Tube tales: personal space
Some people have no idea of personal space. Like really NO IDEA! I am currently standing here obviously doing my best to move up on the tube and make space and instead of taking a hint this woman is constantly squashing up against me. I move, she moves with me. There's