The morning after the night before, I stop at my local petrol station for yet another chore on my boring adult list of things to do and get. I am over-tired and under-hydrated. If only my friends weren’t so damn fun- maybe I’d have some self-discipline to leave before last orders on a school night.Continue reading “Up Top.”
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Dolce Far Niente.
I don’t know about you, but once I book a trip to any destination that involves a flight, train or automobile, I tend to have all these aspirations to be the best, healthiest version of myself while away from HQ. My basic strategy is to eat things that are so good for me; I willContinue reading “Dolce Far Niente.”
Keep Calm and Carry Eye Drops.
Years of being a faux Brit have finally caught up with me. I have fought a good fight to maintain my Russian-Jewness, but I guess it was always inevitable. Twenty-odd years of living, breathing and speaking the lingo will eventually get you. What transformed me into fully-fledged Brit, you ask (you didn’t)? No, it’s notContinue reading “Keep Calm and Carry Eye Drops.”
Unsentimental.
“Mama, why is my artwork in the bin?”Erm… What’s that now?“The Easter egg painting and basket I brought home today are in the bin”. “It’s not in the bin, baby. It’s in the recycling. Those are two very different kinds of bins. The recycling bin is where I keep all my favourite art”. Mini-Me collectsContinue reading “Unsentimental.”
Time-poor.
Time. I would quite like more of it to be available to me, so I can do all the things an adult has to do. Like the job that won’t just do itself, compare prices of all these insurances we’re meant to have in place, throw money at people who can complete my desired homeContinue reading “Time-poor.”
The List.
The list has come about as a response to an SOS call I sent to a friend earlier this year, and now holds a Commandments like status in mine and said friend’s life. It’s not pretty, or particularly clever, but it does the trick most of the time. It all started on an early afternoonContinue reading “The List.”
Community.
“Mama, I am curious, what is community?” Firstly, I have actual no idea how and when my kid got to be so eloquent. It’s almost certainly nothing to do with growing up in my house. Can’t be. I’m a foreigner whose English was largely learnt on the mean streets of Plaistow. Those who have heardContinue reading “Community.”
Happiness.
I’ve recently been asked to contribute to a podcast about happy moments. The brief sounded simple enough- tell a story about a moment in time that made you happy. You’d think that for a person who finds herself very happy in life, the hard bit would be to choose which moment in my life madeContinue reading “Happiness.”
The Bad Guy.
My main takeaway from being a single parent is that you’re always the bad guy. Even when you’re the good guy, you’re still the bad guy. You’re always the one nagging on about brushing teeth and trying to reason with them when they want to wear shorts and sandals in winter. You’re the one thatContinue reading “The Bad Guy.”
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