Today was meant to be peaceful. I went to bed very late last night, but it means that everything is ready. The in laws are on their way; the fridge has been … [Read more...]

There’s a rather salty shepherd’s pie ready for lunch. There’s a pheasant casserole for dinner, and a birthday cake whose decoration is the sole preserve of … [Read more...]

So. London. We got the cheese, and we had hot chocolate and croissants in the café opposite the cheese shop and watched whole pigs being delivered to the … [Read more...]

James has a little car, a single fingernail with which he clings to life pre-children. It gets very little use, partly because James works hard and doesn’t … [Read more...]

The Financial Times says ‘at least nine,’ the Guardian goes with a definitive ’12 killed.’ A truck ploughed into a Christmas market in Berlin and people are … [Read more...]