I’m not one for new year’s resolutions. I learnt many many years ago that they’re a recipe for failure. However I am one for goals and dreams. Around about this time last year I blogged about mine and Hubs’s plans for 2014. It was scary to commit my goals to “paper”, and then to share them with the world, but it makes you far more accountable and likely to achieve your goals.… Read more
This time last year I kept seeing people on social media talking about reading a book a week – which I knew I could never do. But then I saw another challenge, to read 52 books a year. Which I thought I might just manage. You see I quite often read a book in a day, if it’s a me day or when I’m on holiday, but then other books can take me 3 or 4 weeks to read.… Read more
This is the title of a blog post that’s been going round in my mind since last summer, and yesterday’s horrific attacks have compelled me to share my thoughts on this very sad subject now.
As a lover of France for 30 years, and having lived there for well over half my adult life, I am shocked, saddened and disgusted by the horrific attacks on Charlie Hebdo in Paris yesterday.… Read more
For those of you who follow me on Facebook or Twitter, or who are frequent readers of this blog, you’ll know that I gave myself a fairly massive challenge this year. One element was to set up a food blog, and in February Hubs and I launched Franglaise Cooking. Another part of the challenge was to write my first bilingual children’s book.… Read more
Most mums I know run around like headless chickens pretty much every waking hour of the day, every day. Trying to fit in the million and one jobs that being a mum entails.
I have been asked quite a few times recently how I do it, so I thought I’d share how I save time where I can.… Read more
To my darling L,
You are 8 years old today, and to mark your big day here is this year’s special letter (last year’s letter is here). I cannot for the life of me understand how on earth you can possibly be 8 years old. Surely it was just yesterday that we held you, our first baby, in our arms, this tiny bundle of 2.7kg of joy.… Read more
There are various great reasons to live in England instead of France. You pay fewer taxes. You have to deal with far less bureaucracy. People are more polite. There is less dog poo everywhere. It’s easier to have a career and to get a job in general.
BUT you do miss out on some of the great things that France has to offer.… Read more
Our youngest daughter, C, has just turned 2 and this age brings with it a fair amount of milestones and lasts. She now drinks out of real cups, can master cutlery, is into pull-ups as she plays with her potty and has moved out of her cot.
I accidentally moved to France in 1998, straight after graduating, and I had some seriously weird and wonderful work experiences in the following 12 years of living on the French Riviera. So many people have told me I should share these crazy French jobs on the blog so here goes….
Crazy work experience in France Number 1:
The one where I got paid £2 an hour to clean up vomit
My first job in France was waitressing in a bar in Nice for two consecutive summers (pre and post final year at university).… Read more
My first birth experience (in France) included induction, epidural and haemorrhage and couldn’t have been much further from my natural, drug-free birth plan. I also believe this led in part to some post-natal depression. So for my second birth experience I knew I wanted to avoid the same stress, and that feeling of being totally out of control.… Read more