…the mutterings of Mummy Sellars…
This is a household brimming with Christmas delight - given an injection of excitement this week when Santa visited the boys' school by helicopter*. We open the season by putting up the advent calendars for the boys, made & stocked each year by a wonderful Fairy Godmother. On the last evening in November, the Christmas … Continue reading ‘Tis the season…
1. 10 years ago, we got married (twice). After the 'legal' bit, which took place the day before the church ceremony, we celebrated with dinner at Chiang Mai Kitchen in Oxford city centre. We chose this Thai restaurant because we'd been on a date there early in our relationship ...and many times since! It's in … Continue reading Two lovely things happened…
Here's a funny thing. I was procrastinating earlier, considering where to start with this blog post. Scrolling through the Facebook memories function* I came across this. 11 years ago Mum was awarded her PhD here in Belfast. She's an expert in Early Years Education (...a very well qualified Granny). Anyway. That only becomes a funny … Continue reading PhDad
I've started lots of blog posts this past month, and none of them have made the cut. They've either trailed off, been too hard to write, or just been plain boring! Luke, on the other hand, is having no trouble with his creative writing. Today, as he was doing his homework, he muttered, "I think … Continue reading Stifling creativity or shaping character?
Can you believe it? I'm writing a blog post about not being in Northern Ireland. This is not because I've had enough of this beautiful wee island. Rather, it is a celebration of the fact that, now we do actually live here, school holidays no longer need to be spent travelling here to go house/school … Continue reading Easter in the Netherlands
The sun came streaming through the windows this afternoon. Low in the sky, as it does in winter, RIGHT at the moment when Luke's new school friends and their mummies (most of whom I didn't yet know) arrived at our door to celebrate his birthday. Only a few hours earlier I'd actively decided to work … Continue reading A lick & a promise…
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