Alone Time

Alone Time

Although we’ve been home for only 2-weeks , our Greek island holiday seems like a distant memory now that I am back at work and we are attempting to get back into a routine. I’ll…

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Where’s Woody’s Hat?

Where’s Woody’s Hat?

Remember when you were young and went on holiday with your mates and spent 2-weeks sunning yourself on the beach or lounging by the pool, and you’d stay up drinking and chatting all night long…

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Shocking Realisation

Shocking Realisation

I realised something shocking this week.  Something that caught me so unaware that I had to sit down for a couple of minutes to take it in. Looking back, it is obviously something that has…

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A Thumb Down

A Thumb Down

It is not often that I get to watch the Greek God(zilla) in all his finest cricketing action. I have listened patiently while he has regaled many a dinner guest about the time he scored 50 runs in…

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Threenager

Threenager

I don’t know about you, but I did not find the terrible twos to be quite so terrible. He’s had his moments obviously, but mostly I have enjoyed this 2-3 age. Two year olds are…

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Where I Want To Be

Where I Want To Be

Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been a bit quiet on here recently.  Not just on here, but I’ve also practically ignored my twitter feed and completely neglected my poor Facebook page. And,…

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Ice Age 4

Ice Age 4

Sunday was our first day of sunshine for weeks, so clearly we took Zachy to the beach movies. We planned to take him weeks ago, when I’d run out of ideas of how to entertain…

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Best Friends

Best Friends

“You’re my best friend” Zachy declared last week. It changes every day, of course, depending on which one of us looks most likely to cave in to his request for chocolate buttons first.  And, only then are…

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Memories

Memories

I was chatting to a colleague at work the other day, and we got to talking about memories.  She asked if I had to pay for my memories, which ones would I keep? Obviously, I…

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Death by Chocolate

Death by Chocolate

It all started with chocolate cake. At the time, such a small and insignificant decision but no-one was to know the chain of events that were to follow. We had invited Yiayia and Uncle George…

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Wakey Wakey

Wakey Wakey

When Croatia were knocked out of the Euro 2012 football tournament last week, I breathed a sigh of relief and awaited the return of the Greek God(zilla) to the fold. He’d been in Poland for…

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