After breakfast, during which the Boy Wonder out-did both of his grandparents in the number of freshly-cooked croissants he managed to demolish, the menfolk went into the garden to play on the swing. Having tidied the kitchen, I went to … Continued
Today the family descended on us again, but this time in joint celebration of the grandsons’ birthdays – the Boy Wonder having achieved the grand old age of 5 a few days ago, and the Baby Brother turning 2 in … Continued
Today was concert day so I was running against the clock, but I had to go to Stratford this morning, and I was rattling around the house trying to gather keys, phone, glasses, etc. as quickly as possible so I … Continued
I said yesterday that I was feeling some guilt about wasting the quince pulp I’d boiled up to make quince jelly – and this is why. I started with nearly 1.7kg of fruit in the pan (over three and a … Continued
“Can we stop saying that the garden needs it now?” said R moodily, glowering out of the window at the driving rain. “No,” I replied. “We do still need it – the ground’s like rock.” He sighed, got his umbrella, … Continued
