Bum Sport
“Why don’t you invite Victoria & Gary over for a BBQ tomorrow instead of lunch at the pub?” suggested the Greek God(zilla) on Saturday as he folded his cricket whites neatly into a bag emblazoned with…
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Adventures in potty training (a glimpse)
Yesterday, Richmond Mummy and I took part in the BritMums Guest Post Match-up. It was brilliant fun and thank you all for giving RM such a big fat Grenglish welcome. I lowered the tone a…
Lunch with Uncle George
Many a summer barbecue this year has been scuppered because of this wet and miserable July. Not many people are even as bold as to tempt fate by saying the word ‘barbecue’ out loud in…
Hanging with the boys
We were running slightly late for A-Team Senior & Junior yesterday (Mrs A-Team still in Malta) but not so much so that the boys had started screaming for their lunch yet. It was A-Team Senior’s…
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…
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. …
Drive me crazy
My husband doesn’t believe me when I tell him that Zachy doesn’t like it when we mess with his schedule too much. He doesn’t think it will be a problem to wait until 30-mins before…
