On my list of things to do in 2011 I have the following written: 8. Give up cooking. So I’m not sure why I’ve just spent $100 on an oven. (You can tell it’s a good oven.) It actually just looks like a giant toaster. But with a spit thing in the middle just in …
‘There are 28 people in my pool.’ ‘It’s not our pool.’ Hmmmm. Details. ‘There are 28 people in my pool. Don’t they know it is MY pool?’ I cut myself off because I realise I am starting to sound like Lola from Charlie and Lola and I am almost thirty years older than Lola. I …
‘I want a magazine!’ She demands as soon as we swish through the doors of Sainsburys. I push on past the cbeebies magazines with their cellophaned child magnet landfill toys. ‘I want a lemon,’ she says next pointing at the melons. ‘I want moreganix!,’ she says whilst trying to grab six pink packets of Organix in her arms as …
I am in Waitrose and I am about to cry. It isn’t because of the prices, nor because of the semi-religious experience that shopping in those wide, airy aisles inspires in me, nor because Lula now strapped firmly into her buggy after hightailing it around the store, is screaming ‘But I WANT a croissant!’ over …
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