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When we moved at the end of last summer, we promised Eve and Leah a playhouse. They have been lusting after one of these since a playdate at their friend Maisy’s house, hers even had wallpaper. The Easter break was … Continue reading →

Last year Valentines was celebrated with heart shaped pancakes and less traditional but by no means unappreciated mouse slaying. How to follow that up this year, now that we live rodent free? Mr Rush Hour spent an hour of a very wet afternoon … Continue reading →

Bit of a late greeting and not such a great new year for us because I have been ill for the whole of this month with a hat trick of diseases, first with pneumonia, then with pleurisy and finally with an … Continue reading →

I know, I know – I haven’t written anything in over two months. Life has just been so busy bedding down into my new job, moving house, settling the girls into a new school year, doing up the new house and richocheting between … Continue reading →

First Sports Day! Isn’t it good to know that there’s still fun to be had with sack and egg and spoon races? I think I had imagined that 21st century sports days would be high teck wii type events.  The chilly, grey weather, … Continue reading →

Eve and Leah are still deep into their love for the Wizard of Oz, so I hereby declare, by the power invested in me, that today Mr Rush Hour you are King for a Day for outstanding services to fatherhood. Furthermore … Continue reading →

An acquaintance recently accused me of getting twee in my dotage and said he missed my edgier side of old. I hope it’s still lurking there somewhere beneath the tide of pink, crayola, work deadlines and general servitude. You can’t really be an … Continue reading →

Move over Marlon Brando, Eve and Leah’s method acting is truly awesome. At their Saturday morning performing arts class each child has a turn in the imagination chair where they improvise for a few minutes each. Last term they were butterflies … Continue reading →

450 children, 300 chocolate bars, 50p a go. A lesson in supply and demand working the chocolate tombola at Eve and Leah’s school. So hard to resist giving those sad little faces with losing tickets another go!

noses were pressed against toy shop windows but requests from Father Christmas are  becoming ever more technological – blackberries and digital cameras “like mummy’s” are now headlining.  I think I prefer November’s requests for high heels and a pink princess kitchen.