Crisis. Crux. Crossroads

Crisis-Crux-Crossroads

The boys start school, and I am paralysed. Days pass, weeks, and I’m held in stasis by two equal and opposite wants: to be writing, really writing; and to maximise our family adventure. Continue reading “Crisis. Crux. Crossroads”

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High maintenance schmaintenance

high-maintenance
So how are those austerity measures working for us?

Well, we’re drinking less, and eating fewer Dollop puddings, and that’s surely a good thing. The kids are receiving fewer indulgences – sushi, theatre visits, book fair purchases, the latest club T-shirts – and cheerfully taking this in their stride as part of the necessary collective sacrifice. Continue reading “High maintenance schmaintenance”