On breastfeeding in public in the UK

Okay – so this has sat in my drafts for FOREVER. I’ve resisted pressing ‘Publish’ because I don’t want to be seen as a ranter. But do you know what? Nothing changes if… Continue reading

The great city

No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” — Samuel Johnson One last visit to London. Our… Continue reading

Visiting art galleries with four year olds

With both Marcus and I loving art galleries and museums, and with some of the world’s best on our doorstep here in the UK, we’ve had to think of ways to make the… Continue reading

A moving story

I’ve been woefully absent from this blog in recent months – due in most part because we’ve packed up all our belongings and said farewell to the United Kingdom. Our time there was… Continue reading

River deep, Mountain high

A little over an hour from where we live, is the Lake District – Cumbria. It’s a gorgeous pocket of the country that we’ve really enjoyed exploring whilst we have been here. With… Continue reading

(not so) hot August nights

Our tiny family is wonderful and we’ve had a lovely few months. We are so fine, in fact, that I’ve felt uncomfortable writing about our adventures here – like sharing our  lovely normal… Continue reading

Alberto, Frederico and Oskar do Italia.

 If sitting through someone else’s holiday snaps is your idea of torture, than I strongly suggest you back away now. For everyone else, hold onto your holiday hats people, this is going to… Continue reading

A ferry across the Mersey

This is bound to sound like some sort of bad travel writing, but, LIVERPOOL! I didn’t have too many pre-conceived ideas about Liverpool, but the ones I did have floating about were not all… Continue reading

The Great Harwood Spring Show

Our village had it’s Spring Show last weekend. It was pretty magic, having all the things a good agricultural show needs. Jousting, sheepdog trials, horse showing, pens and pens of sheep and cows,… Continue reading

Out of the mouth of Albie: Brotherly love

  Albie remains a keen, keen Lego man. He chats away to himself, usually at the dining table, whilst he builds complex machines and worlds that only he is party to. The other… Continue reading