It has often struck me as odd that with a name like Mummy Barrow I don’t really feel I am a “mummy blogger”. I hate the phrase anyway. Much as I hate “working mother”. The media spit it out like it should be some kind of oxymoron. No man is ever referred to
Did you know that in many institutions, prisons for instance, there is a legislation that requires them to meet mandatory quality, nutritional and environmental standards on all food served*? Makes sense doesn’t it? That we ensure people who have no real say over the food they are served know that it is nutritionally balanced and
So having said I thought I was too old to sunbathe I rammed the point home by then spending a day on the beach and burning myself to a crisp. You see the problem is whilst I think that (and now know that if I am not too old I am just too stupid)
There is no denying that the summer holidays are longed for. Needed. Glorious. Six weeks, in some cases nine. The last thing on most families mind’s is school work and whilst I don’t want to be a party pooper here, they are also very detrimental to a child’s learning. Studies have
Before I went away I got to sit down with Kate Gaskell, MD of UK Fair Trade nut company, Liberation Foods which was founded in 2007 by co-operatives of small-scale nut producers along with Twin; the Fair Trade charity that also set up Cafédirect and Divine Chocolate. Inspired by a vision of ‘a world in which
It was sitting here in the living room in Barbados last year that I realised I had a bit of an obsession with photographing windows. As I scrolled through my camera and phone I had taken so many photographs that included the frame and the view through them I realised I was slightly addicted.
There are lots of beaches on Barbados. Ergo there are lots of ways to “do the beach”. Over on the Atlantic coast my advice would be to do the beach with caution as the waves are quite ferocious and it is not for weak swimmers but it is great if you are surfer.
Seven years ago we moved my granny down from the area she called home to be nearer us. “Us” being my mum (her daughter) and dad, and the five of us. From Lancashire to Hampshire, a county completely new to her. And whilst GG (great grandma) had lived in Canada and worked