Dulwich Divorcee

Well, it’s impossible but it’s true. Child One is going to turn 18 over the half term holiday. How did this happen? One minute she was a little tiny baby in a ‘Goodnight Mr Moon’ babygro, now she is a beautiful young lady in Uggs. We don’t always agree. When she was 18 months old, [...]

Sponsored So my lovelies, a quick round-up of some of the delights that I’ve been asked to test run on your behalf this month. And, as it’s Halloween quite soon, I have a truly spooktacular selection for you …. Haribo Who can resist Haribo? My girls, though now virtually grown up (alas) still list their [...]

Say what you like about Piers Morgan (and people have and do) but he is performing quite a useful function in the States. His quest to do something about the sheer craziness of gun laws is getting right up people’s noses. Where would the US be without us to do their dirty work for them? [...]

I don’t usually use my blog to rant on. Well, sometimes I do, but what on earth’s the point of having a blog if you can’t rant on it occasionally? When I say I’m cross about parking permits, you’ll understand. There is probably nothing in the world more annoying than parking permits, unless it’s parking [...]

I went to a funeral service the other day for a very inspiring and wonderful lady. The service was beautifully done by a Humanist – I’m almost tempted to become one. It was an uplifting (though very sad) day, and made me think of what I would like for my own funeral. I don’t care [...]

Maybe it’s just because I’ve never got on with foundation, but I find the new Lancome Dreamtone add very surprising. The upshot of it is that, after spending £69 – yes, £69 – on this stuff, you can actually dare to step outside your home without a full face of makeup on. Oh, right. Actually, [...]

Parenting is hard. Step-parenting is HARDER. As hard as a nasty little piece of Lego that you’ve just trodden on. That was certainly my feeling this morning, when I dropped a precariously-balanced pile of the stuff and got some lodged in my dainty instep when clearing up. How is it that they always find the [...]

Well, I was roundly abused by my dearest friends from St Andrews yesterday. Apparently I NEVER used to walk along the pier as my daily constitutional. All I can say is that I did, and maybe they just weren’t up early enough due to their own decadent lifestyles to catch me striding through the deserted [...]

You’ve probably heard of the What I See project, which has been running for five weeks now and has been featured on R4′s Woman’s Hour. It’s asking women from all walks of life, from all over the world, to tell the world what they see in the mirror, so that others can look through their [...]

Next month, I’m taking Child Two to see my old university, St Andrews. No one is more surprised about this than me. I’m surprised to be going back there for the first time, surprised to have a daughter the right age (or almost) for uni and surprised that she’s interested. Most of my stories about [...]