The Gallery — Planes, trains and automobiles

I love taking part in The Gallery because it makes me look at old pics to find something that fits the theme.   It is easy to take a pic specifically for these posts but I like to use old ones, keeping current pics for Silent Sunday. So for this theme I give you: A helicopter. But not any old helicopter.   One being flown by Mr B. I had

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The Round House Barbados

If you have been to Barbados, you have been to the Round House. It sits right on the edge of the Atlantic side of the island in a town called Bathsheba and has the most spectacular view. We have been here a number of times for a drink, but finally got to eat here yesterday.   It was a miserable day so we headed off in search of some sun.

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The FA, John Terry and disrepute

I read with disgust an article saying that the FA was about to charge Ferdinand and Terry with bringing the game into disrepute. As you know, I care less than little for football.  Except when Mr B has Man City on, of course  — I join in then. However, the fact that the game’s footballing body does little to censure players sleeping with other players wives, going to prostitutes,  having

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Going on holiday

Well we have made it. We are on holiday. To say I am relieved is an understatement as the stress leading up to a holiday is at an all time high.  The organisation that goes into a holiday is near military proportions. Four months before Call kennels and get dog booked in. 5 minutes Two weeks before Ask Mr B to find passports and driving licences Buy mop heads that

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The Gallery — Food

<stifles the desire to sing in my best Oliver voice> Instantly I saw this week’s theme was “Food” I knew the pic I wanted to post. This one: This is the cheese board at our favourite restaurant in London, Le Beaujolais.   In fact I have eight different varieties of this picture.   I seem to insist on photographing it every time we visit.   I love it. It is

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Saying Goodbye

I am clearly a mum.  Not a lot of point being MummyBarrow if I didn’t have children.   I fell pregnant easily and each pregnancy was relatively straightforward in the grand scheme of things. I have never suffered the pain of a miscarriage or a still birth.  But I know a number of people who have.  Just last month a friend miscarried, and as a family we have witnessed two

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Sunday evening quiz

  You might be a loose end tonight after the tennis has finished so I thought you might like this little quiz that have just found in my inbox from Mr Cooke. First subscriber to my blog (yes, you need to be a subscriber) who emails me  with the correct answers will win something off my desk. All the answers are London tube stations. Girls’ doll is able to Are

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My Everyday

The theme for yesterday’s Gallery pic was “Everyday” and as you know, no two days for me are ever the same.   Are they for anybody?  I suspect not.    So I thought I would chart a day in the life of me: 04.45 —  Hear Mr B telling J to go to bed 05.00 — Curse the world that I am still awake 05.05 — Check Twitter and change

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The Slap — July 2012

  This is the first book in our new book club <excited face>.   Read it and then come back and comment, or write your own blog review and link up below. I will write my review in a month, when the link closes.    Winner of the 2009 Commonwealth Writers’ Prize, Christos Tsiolkas’s The Slap is a riveting page-turner and a powerful, haunting rumination on contemporary middle-class family life. When a

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The Gallery — The Everyday

  What a great theme.   Prompted by the fact that many photos these days are planned, cropped, edited, photo shopped or Instagrammed.   Or maybe one of ten all taken in quick succession so the final edit is as near perfect as it can be. This is an opportunity to show a photo that is spontaneous and maybe not of an amazing event.   Possibly not perfectly framed.   The light not so

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Dear 16 year old me

Dear 16 year old me It’s 2012 and you have just heard about people writing to their 16 year old selves so you thought you might do the same.   First of all T I want you to know that you actually turn out to be alright.   It might only be August 1985 for you right now, but stop fretting and just relax.   You are 42 now, married and you

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Rock of Ages

I really want to say “what the actual f*ck” but that might offend my inlaws and parents.   <waves in apology> I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when I went to see this on Friday night with E.   A girlie night out to the cinema as E really wanted to see it and I was feeling guilty for being away last weekend. The stage play is a huge success and

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