I am Wonder Woman

I am Wonder Woman. It’s a secret. Nobody knows but me. My family thinks I am the domestic help and my friends, well, they only get fleeting views of me as I fly around ‘Wondering’. Let me set the scene. Picture me: a manic, middle-aged matriarch, glasses at nose tip, in a cluttered, kid-stroke-cat filled […]

On Bovril

Forget Marmite; Bovril is my family’s chosen British favourite. As a child Bovril on toast was always present on the breakfast table, the squat brown jar rubbing shoulders with the marmalade, honey and condensed milk (another classic for another piece). Thick sliced white bread, toasted golden, not too dark, spread with ice cold slices of […]

Child story 7

OK so now she’s got a sense of humour there’s no stopping her, especially if there’s something she wants. So there we are, 31st December and Mavis decides that her bedroom is too small for her needs. ‘Daddy?’, she enquires sweetly, ‘Could we knock my bedroom into Horace’s to make it bigger?’ Now strangely enough […]

Child Quote 6

It comes as a surprise when your child develops a skill she has not hitherto demonstrated. You know your child will grow into an adult and that along the way she will do new things but, nonetheless, when they present themselves they still impress. Sadly for Mavis, when it comes to a sense of humour, […]

New Name

Everyone in my family has an alias on this blog apart from I. In a blinding flash (aided by an excess of New Year’s imbibing) last night I came upon my own nickname; it is Lil. You may wonder why I have decided upon this particular nom de plume. Well, exemplifying my usual poor taste, […]