Overwhelmed at Christmas

Overwhelmed at Christmas

It is the first day of December and I am already feeling overwhelmed by Christmas. Rather, by the idea of Christmas anyway. It is not just the shopping, the wrapping, the cooking, the tree and the…

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Like Father, like son

Like Father, like son

My husband and son have many things in common. They would both happily spend the entire day in their pyjamas if they could. Every rainy Saturday afternoon is as a DVD box set opportunity. They laugh at their own…

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Weekend Round-up

Weekend Round-up

The Greek God(zilla) was home early on Friday afternoon, so he donned an apron and took over in the kitchen while I cleared the TV planner before the school run.  By ‘cleared’, I mean that I…

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Meet my Brother, Jack

Meet my Brother, Jack

This is me and my little brother, Jack. We were dining out at a fancy Soho restaurant called Bob Bob Ricard with our GLORIOUS friend, Steve. Our faces are a little bit flushed because there is a…

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Prosecco Moment

Prosecco Moment

The Greek God(zilla) was decorating last weekend.  If you have read The Greek God(zilla)’s Guide to DIY then you will already be familiar with his unique ‘skills’ and understand why I may have been feeling a tad nervous. However, as…

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Weekends

Weekends

When I was single, weekends were a time for drinking, dancing, takeaways and watching E4 under a blanket on the sofa.  Maybe I’d meet friends for lunch, go to the cinema, hang out in Selfridges for…

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A Lovely Age

A Lovely Age

Sometimes, I wish I could freeze time.  Stop everything moving, stop us all growing older and just live in a moment for a little while longer. This summer was one of those times. I’ve never really…

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The Role of the Koumbara

The Role of the Koumbara

In a few weeks time, I will be one of the 3 Koumbaras at my sister-in-law’s wedding.  In Greece, being asked to be the Koumbara is held in similar high regard to being the Maid of Honour or Bridesmaid in an…

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Miscarriage Never Really Leaves You

Miscarriage Never Really Leaves You

My last miscarriage was in January 2013 and for the most part, I have moved on.  Although, as much as it does not hurt me to speak out loud about miscarriage anymore; nor does the memory…

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And, that was that

And, that was that

Just a few weeks ago, I walked my son to and from his reception year at school for the very last time. THE LAST TIME. He is still yet to turn 5.  An August born baby, he…

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As Good As It Gets

As Good As It Gets

When you are a young child, you talk about what you would like to be when you grow up. You dream big – astronaut, writer, doctor, fireman, landscape gardener, gymnast, politician, deep-sea diver, rock star, teacher,…

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