Thursday

Just now, about ten minutes ago or perhaps fifteen, in a series of events which I cannot quite describe, I very nearly choked on a piece of toast. That is, I did choke, and very nearly could not do anything about it. The mister and the lads had just left for school,...

Vertical Marathon

So, I was at my Friday morning circuit class yesterday morning, the 8.30 one, the one I never, ever miss and I was at the star jumps station when the woman at the next station (something to do with shoulders) said, ‘So where were you last week?’ And you...

And that’s under the verandah

The mister has been in Al Ain this week. It’s an oasis town in Abu Dhabi state, less than a two hour drive from here. We were having a quick chat about things before he raced off for another night on the piss networking and I mentioned that one of the mothers at...

Eight years old

‘That’s the one, Mum. That’s the one who hates me.’ To my careful eyes, the child at the top of the slide, laughing, head thrown back, looks adventurous, not like a bully at all. ‘I’m sure she doesn’t hate you. What makes you...