When we moved in

We got on with some painting at the weekend. Not the filling a blank canvas type – instead, creating the blank canvas itself. When we moved in, we were desperate to put our stamp on a place of our own. Five years of marriage: renting, saving, waiting for enough job stability to start a mortgage. …

That was the week that was: mid Feb 2014

I used to write more on Facebook. More of the daily diary; the little moments. These days, I’m writing here – which means I don’t always keep track of what is happening each week. Last week, I wrote a post which included some of that ‘what’s current’ information. So for my own sake, and my …

Lit Kid: my pick of anti-heroes

Last time, I set about thinking about anti-heroes in children’s literature. Turns out, they’re not always so easy to find. Often, the baddie turns good by the end, even if there have been some shabby deeds along the way. And my point from last time is: it’s all about the ending. The ending shows us …

Sloughing my skin

It’s not a new beauty treatment, or any kind of ‘ought to’ activity for January. It’s that thing a snake does, when it sheds its skin, and leaves the old one behind. Call it age increments. Call it January. Call it taking a stance against clutter. Call it spring cleaning, even. Whichever of these it …

Lit Kid: something old, something new

It’s bookcase reorganisation time. A further spurt of the building project, a purchase of extensions for a couple of bookcases – and a whole heap of considering the children’s books we have in stock. The extensions are interesting. Almost immediately on seeing them, I’m transported to a childhood memory: the flat belonging to my great-grandfather. …