Because, this madame would have been greeted by her bags on the doorstep and sent packing to the house of John Inglesino, who represented her in court and is the father of her best friend. Maybe not the best example of teenage parenting………. I concede. #whataspoiltbrat
Right, here’s the thing. I’m a disaster, and that’s why it’s a good thing I don’t have kids. ~The end~ Only joking, but not really. Well, not joking about the disaster bit, am joking about ‘the end’ bit. I know people say that when you become a mother, you just do all the stuff and […]
Walking around Port Aventura on a fortuitous day off, last Tuesday, I was struck by a new found appreciation for my mother’s necessity for coffee breaks every hour on the hour, whenever we went on a trip or day out when I was a kid. Whilst I wholeheartedly wanted to be buffeted around at 1000 […]
Can I put ‘epic hugger’, ‘awesome present buyer’, ‘teacher of how to do the splits, while fuzzy on red wine’ on my curriculum vitae? And if so, are these skills of any interest at all to two teenagers who are auditioning girlfriends for their dad? I’m in my first significant relationship since the Mexican and […]
The only problem with having a whirlwind break away in a beautiful city with a really funny, charming and attractive man, is the return to reality…… Charles de Gaulle airport 6am, Easyjet, afternoon classes, an argument with a teenager in the queue and pain in parts of your body you didn’t know existed. Stage direction: […]
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 