A lifestyle blog
. . So there I was an hour ago, minding my own business when this Tweet appeared: How did I not know it was International Waffle Day?! Waffles are my favourite thing. Look I even have a waffle board on Pinterest (I told you yesterday that Pinterest is my new favourite thing, didn’t I) Follow MummyBarrow’s board W has to be for Waffles on Pinterest. Sadly it would appear
. So it’s been handbags at dawn this week between Elton John and Messrs Dolce and Gabbana over this comment in an interview with the designers in Italy’s Panorama magazine: We oppose gay adoptions. The only family is the traditional one. No chemical offsprings and rented uterus: life has a natural flow, there are things that should not be changed.” Dolce then added that procreation “must be an act of love”,
. Today is the day if you are a huge Harry Potter fan, and let’s face it, who isn’t it? The actual real life Hogwarts Express steam train arrives at platform 9 3/4 of the Warner Bros Studio Tour just outside Watford. Ellie and I were lucky enough to have a sneak peek last week on our umpteenth visit. Every time I come I am still blown away by
. Sometimes things come back to you – fleeting memories that make you smile. I have a few that crop up every now and then, and they’re quite familiar. Occasionally though, you recall one of those memories from a long time ago that you haven’t thought of in ages, and it *really* makes you smile. And with it come other memories. I had one of those the day I first
I like full stops. I like that they signify the end of a sentence. You know where you are with a full stop. It tells you to breathe. To stop mid paragraph. You can look up when you get to the full stop. You can even go off and make a coffee. Put the book down in fact. Safe in the knowledge that the full stop told you
Apologies first of all if you got an email notification about a similarly named post yesterday. That is what happens when you try and get organised by planning posts for the week, and then don’t get around to writing the actual post whilst at the same time forgetting to cancel the auto publish. As you can probably tell it has been a crazy few months. The culmination of
Another great theme. I love black and white photos. I agree with Tara, they really do give a greater depth of emotion, and you see things you don’t necessarily see when you have colour there too. This isn’t a picture I took in black and white, it has been edited that way but it is one of my favourite photos on my phone at the moment. Showing three of
The bloke’s perspective on Barbados, including rum, golf, going out, cricket and beer.
. This is a final goodbye to a friend. Well it might not be a goodbye forever but for now it is. I have to get this friend out of my life. Because. Well because they aren’t really my friend. I thought they were. You see they were always there for me. Already I see I am referring to them in the past tense. I have been gradually
Keeping your stuff safe Keeping your stuff safe, either actual things or your online accounts is something we should always be mindful about. “Hands off my stuff” is, essentially, my mantra to my teens. We have all read or heard stories of children borrowing stuff and it coming back broken, bits snapped off, or not at all, so I now have a real “hands off” approach. Even to borrowing
. My memories of summer holidays when I was growing up are sketchy. They all tend to merge into one, with the specifics blurred. One thing I do remember though is that they were always a huge amount of fun and involved tents. But not tents we had dragged with us from England, only to find we had left various bits in the garage, tents that are ready
. I’m a cheery sort of chap, quiet when I’m grumpy, but generally fairly easy going I think (WHAT????? Ed) so when I was grumpy for about 3 weeks last year, it was quite noticeable. I had seen that Judie Tzuke was playing the Union Chapel in Islington at a midweek gig, bought some tickets as a surprise and was sitting at work, looking forward to it as I’d loved
