Visit to Sharjah

Visit to Sharjah

I loved that green scarf my eldest boy had wrapped around his waist in that photograph. It was soft to touch, the creases fell out of it, and it matched nearly everything in my wardrobe. I took it with me whenever I left the house and it nearly always ended up wrapped...

fancy dinner without the lads

We are going out for dinner, the mister and I because the lads are not here and because we both start late at work because the country is on Ramadan hours. We choose a place that’s in the hotel that’s over the bridge and around the corner from where we...

This time next week, I will still be gorgeous

I finally got to my dermatologist’s appointment and it turns out that my dermatologist has spent considerable time in Adelaide visiting one of his friends who was working at the Institute for Something Highly Scientific on North Terrace. ‘It’s a...

Le weekend

Last night, or I suppose technically this morning, the mister’s alarm went off at 3 something and he left for Dubai at 4 something so that he could catch a plane to Oman for a meeting at 9. In and of itself this is of no interest to anyone but him, but I thought...

Grrr

It was a very Abu Dhabi day yesterday, filled with the frustrations and annoyances that life in Abu Dhabi sometimes brings. Nothing major, and nothing that wouldn’t happen at home only with an Abu Dhabi twist. The school we have moved to is, like most things...