A Royal wedding garden party
My brilliant and amazingly talented sister, Angie, was running late to watch the Royal Wedding with us as she had been tucked up in a hotel in Piccadilly all morning, doing hair and make-up on…
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Scumbags in South-West London (not you George)
Last week, on a whim (and a little bit of a sugar rush), I tweeted George Michael to invite him to YiaYia’s Greek Easter BBQ. I didn’t expect him to tweet back (he didn’t) or…
The One Where BB brought her new fella
The weather was perfect for YiaYia’s annual Greek Easter barbecue yesterday. The usual crowds were there – the Griwi’s, the A-Team, Rob 1, Anna, George, John & Aleko, Carolyn & Dave, plus some newbies –…
Countdown to GREEK EASTER SUNDAY!!
This Easter Sunday will be my 5th Greek Easter celebration. This year, it falls on the same day as UK Easter but most of the time it doesn’t. This is because of the moon and that’s…
Return of the Nap
I spoke too soon. The morning nap is back. I repeat, the morning nap IS back. It was Zachy’s nanny who first started to notice some behaviour differences in Zachy since dropping his morning…
Grand National Day
Grand National Day is a big day in the Pylas household. First thing in the morning we ring Eva for her top tips, as we know she will have studied the form extensively over the past…
Sjoelen on a school night… tut tut
I’m too hungover to blog so I’ll just post the photos instead… Can’t remember who won, I just know it wasn’t me… again. I always come last in Sjoelen! Fun night with the folks and…
Losing Balance
Tonight, I really do have to unpack the rest of my boxes from the move. I can only find the left shoe of my everyday black flats and my spring/summer clothes are screwed up in a…
A Griwi/Grenglish get together
YiaYia and Papou came for lunch today with Pan’s sister, Eva, and her Griwi (on account of their father, Keri, being a Kiwi) twin boys, Otus & Leo. This was the first time we’d all…
We’re in!
As far as house moves go, I think this one went fairly smoothly. We had packers in the day before to take care of wrapping everything properly and two men on the day actually loading…
First sleep-over
This is the first Sunday morning, or any morning in fact, in the past 19 months since my son was born that I haven’t woken up with him. This is in itself, both a treat…
