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You might have guessed by the blogging hiatus that we finally moved into our new house in Cornwall. It’s been two weeks, in fact. The general chaos and the lack of internet meant that I just about managed a few updates on Instagram. Other than that, we’ve been up to our eyeballs in mystery boxes, plodding through that stage where the house looks worse before it gets better. Finally, it’s got better. We are starting to settle and from even before we got unpacking, this has felt like home. There’ve

If you follow me on Instagram you may have seen that we finally did it. We moved to Cornwall. Just over a week ago, we packed up our house, put most of our belongings into storage and drove to the holiday let we’re staying in while we wait to move into the house we are buying. The experience has been exciting and draining and about time. No more half the week without Laurence after six months of it being so. No more three-hour motorway epics each way for him, week

2016 was a year I didn’t blog so much. I was tired from growing another baby. I was daunted by the task of raising my older two. I was (am?) dealing with personal grief that can’t be discussed here. I watched too many of the people I love struggle. I felt too many things. I couldn’t organise my thoughts. I didn’t know what I believed about a lot of things. Coming here often seemed inauthentic. Saying something real was exhausting and terrifying. Yet I’m still here, writing, and I can

OK, so with more than half the month gone, this post is way overdue. Suffice to say, I’m finding life a bit overwhelming right now and whenever I sit down in front of a computer I just think about all the tough bits, stress out, then go watch Gilmore Girls on Netflix instead. Healthy. But Jess, Polly and I committed to this linkup a year ago and, darn it, I will keep going. Actually, as I sat down to write about what we got up to in October, my first

I’m a bit late with this update but, hey, that’s life with a five year old, two and a half year old and very soon to be three month old. September was a busy month and, as ever, I’m glad I took pictures to remind me of some of what we got up to. Here are a few of the highlights. Aphablocks Talitha finished the Alphablocks Reading Programme right at the beginning of the month. We hadn’t planned a break over the summer holidays as our routine wasn’t formal enough

Children are naturally fascinated with musical instruments. Certainly, most who visit our house want to have a go with my guitars hanging on the wall. From early on, we’ve talked with Talitha about what instruments we can hear in any bit of music we’re listening to. She’s particularly fascinated if she can pick out a steelpan as she knows that comes from Trinidad and Tobago, where I’m from. Often, we’ll look for pictures of instruments or YouTube videos of musicians playing them so we can get a closer look. We’ve

A few weeks ago, the girls and I enjoyed a day out with Trunki at the Wild Place Project, a Bristol family attraction that offers nature trails, adventure play and a chance to see animals in the outdoors and contributes to animal conservation around the globe. The focus of our visit was the Wild Place Project’s giraffe house appeal and Trunki’s contribution to it. The project is currently trying to raise money for a huge giraffe house in connection with protecting giraffe populations in Africa. For every sale of their

I’ve recently written a few posts for the Bristol 2015 European Green Capital website on how families can begin to engage with environmental issues. A lot of it has come out of changes we’ve been making over the past few years. Some of it was new to me as I researched for these posts but ended up affecting us quite a lot as a family. It’s an ongoing learning process. I’m sure I’m going to look back in a few years and wonder why I hadn’t made changes I may

What would happen if everyone attending your baby’s birth remembered to be nice to you? What if the obstetricians tried singing before cutting? In the documentary “Birth Story”, midwife, author and activist Ina May Gaskin suggests with amusement that they could consider complimenting you: “You have the best vagina I have ever seen.” The feature-length film tells the story of Ina May and the Farm Midwifery Centre in Tennessee. The centre started as a group of friends delivering each other’s babies and went on to change the way childbirth is

“People are realising what goes on our bodies goes in our bodies,” said Elisabeth Winkler, speaking on behalf of Neal’s Yard Remedies. This is something I’ve been thinking about for a while. We put a lot of crap on our skin, most of us. We slap on creams and potions willy-nilly with no care for parabens or whatever kind of scary, synthetic thing might be in them. It seriously hasn’t bothered me much in the past. I only wanted to know that my mascara would stay put no matter what,

Jetlagged, Friday night found me playing with tupperware on the kitchen floor (with Talitha, I promise), procrastinating from childproofing the kitchen. Laurence came home to a powerful reminder that housekeeping isn’t why he married me. I stared at him for a moment, trying to work out why he’d come home from work early. Then it clicked, he wasn’t early. I was late. I was supposed to be meeting Mum of One, Purple Mum, Medicated Follower of Fashion, Knitty Mummy, Mutterings of a Fool and Babberblog for pre-dinner drinks at 7

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