Futile MasterChef and unlikely runner: my coronavirus lockdown crisis

I fear the coronavirus pandemic has triggered some form of  early ‘midlife’ crisis, at the tender age of 29. I’m not sure why the lockdown has had such a profound effect. In many ways it’s my ideal lifestyle. Zero chance of a foreign holiday, no struggling to squeeze through obstacles at horrific softplay centres and…

Will the coronavirus story I tell my son be positive or negative?

In my virtual scrapbook of family life, this blog chapter on the coronavirus chaos could be relayed to our now two-year-old son in one of two contrasting ways in years to come. I could tell him the tale of the night I tucked him into bed and headed to the supermarket, recall the locust-plagued shelves…

Bluebell Railway visit signals Christmas is here

The festive season is upon us – confirmed for me yesterday when Santa rocked on up on the vintage steam train we were on. Albie is obsessed with his trains at the moment, to the extent that he’s climbing atop his train table and taking apart the track like a Gozilla figure (climbing not so…

The Very Hungry Caterpillar takes over bedtime

Reading a book a day will expose Albie to hundreds of thousands of words by the time he starts school, according to research, but I’m not sure he’ll manage that considering The Very Hungry Caterpillar contains just 240. Not all of those are unique, either… The arrival of Albie’s second birthday last weekend coincided with…

A milestone for Headline Spews – and an update

Just over a year ago I set up Headline Spews as a way of providing a family scrapbook, informing people about Albie’s allergies and shining a light on the world of local journalism. Some 86 posts and thousands of views later I think we’ve generally hit the mark on all three – and thanks so…

Wotsits, flapjack and more projectile spewing

Albie’s current TV favourite is Hey Duggee – and the notorious Stick Song is a hit. For the uninitiated, the Stick Song is largely based on the lyrics ‘Stick, stick, stick, stick (x2), sticky, sticky, stick stick’. But in our house at the moment, it’s more a case of ‘sicky, sicky, sick sick’. Our old…

Why Game of Thrones played a key part in my parenting journey

The long-awaited Game of Thrones Season Eight is upon us – and while it is adored by many, the bloodthirsty fantasy epic has a particularly poignant place in my heart. The first episode of the 68 televised to date aired way back in 2011 but it wasn’t until some time after November 3, 2017, in…

Milk ladder progress and turning a corner?

If I’d penned this post just a couple of days ago, the tone might not have been overly positive. I’m nearing the end of my first week of annual leave, which was much needed after the three of us spent recent memory swapping infectious diseases. The week didn’t start well, with Albie losing weight yet…

Consumed by illness, while Brexit consumes others

Apologies that this blog has not been updated for a few weeks – it’s increasingly felt like our household has been gripped by the Black Death. It’s no secret that babies and toddlers are magnets for illness. And while Albie has yet to master walking or consuming milk, neither has he got to grips with…