What’s in a name?

What’s in a name?

My husband, the Greek God(zilla), has many nicknames.   His full name, Panagiotis, requiring some effort to pronounce correctly. To his old school friends, he is Pan-yotti.  His friends from University call him Yotes.  At the…

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Blogging: the story so far…

Blogging: the story so far…

My first blog post was 3-months ago.   Back then, I had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into.  3-months ago, I certainly did not know what a mummy blogger was.  I did…

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Dear Daddy

Dear Daddy

I wanted to find a new and original way, to wish you a happy father’s day. A card or a phone call just wouldn’t do the job so, I decided to dedicate this page on…

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Telly Addict

Telly Addict

The only TV show I watch when it is actually broadcast, is Eastenders.  Everything else that I am interested in watching is cleverly saved onto my SKY planner and then when I find time to…

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Little Kickers

Little Kickers

Zachy started Little Kickers this week, a football training class for toddlers.  It was only his first time, so he doesn’t have the official Little Kickers team strip yet, but I did buy these other little…

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Baby-led weaning

Baby-led weaning

With the Griwi twins, Otus & Leo, embarking on their weaning journey this week, it got me thinking back to when Zachy first started his adventure with solid food. I always knew I would follow…

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Taking East Dulwich

Taking East Dulwich

Working full-time and raising a toddler is not always the easiest job in the world. If my husband were here now (and not on his annual lads only cricket tour for the weekend) he would jest…

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F@$%

F@$%

That’s F as in FAIL, although still a swear word to me. I vowed not to drink for a week and FAILED spectacularly.  This is how I did it… AFC Wimbledon beat Luton on Saturday and…

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No more wine-ing

No more wine-ing

My husband, the Greek God(zilla), and I have decided to live for a week without alcohol.  No beer, no wine (not even rosé) and absolutely no cheeky V&Ts in the garden, no matter how sunny it is. …

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