Child 1 wins a prize… (part 2)

Today I wrote an email to Laura's teacher because I was feeling emotional and verbose. I'm not sure what she'll make of it but it read like this... [pictures added to illustrate my badly made points] Heading: Laura's Prize for Progress Hi Miss B, I just wanted to let you know how happy we are … Continue reading Child 1 wins a prize… (part 2)

Child 1 wins a prize… (part 1)

This afternoon, after a truly epic - but in the Towering Inferno sense of the word - scholastic year, Laura (this post will probably be too heartfelt for me to maintain the Child 1 moniker) came home from school for the first time with a proper award. Not 'tried hardest this week', 'best behaved' (which, … Continue reading Child 1 wins a prize… (part 1)

What people forget about the Farrow / Allen court battle

In 1992, a Vanity Fair writer called Maureen Orth wrote what is still considered to be the most succinct account of the legal facts of the prosecution of Woody Allen by the state of Connecticut. You can read the original article here and I'll link to a couple of others throughout this post. There are … Continue reading What people forget about the Farrow / Allen court battle

What Coronavirus means for Gen-Xers and our younger siblings – the much preferred (by our parents, anyway) Xennials…

Yesterday a lovely colleague texted 'hahahahaha oh my god that's so dramatic' in response to one of my Coronavirus related messages. She was totally right, to be fair. However, I've just been to the adhoc school 'break up' park play session with a load of the mothers who keep me on an even keel most … Continue reading What Coronavirus means for Gen-Xers and our younger siblings – the much preferred (by our parents, anyway) Xennials…

From cutesy to chaos in a few easy – but inadvertent – steps…

This was some week. It's had everything from sequins and sparkles to a very real need to buy rubber gloves - and a shitload of bleach - that I foresee in the near future. The glamour you see on my social media platforms (well, sometimes) comes out of the front door that I have to … Continue reading From cutesy to chaos in a few easy – but inadvertent – steps…

Happy 60th Birthday, Barbie!

As it's the holidays my family has more time to explore everything we see, do and encounter on our way through the time together. Often that's through necessity. Sometimes you have to 'pad out' the day - kids are used to a school day that constantly stimulates and challenges them physically, intellectually and emotionally. When … Continue reading Happy 60th Birthday, Barbie!

That was the week that was, well, the worst…

I haven't been very active on the Sophie's Voice social media platforms over the past couple of weeks. That's due to a delightful little drama chez Sophie's Voice Towers. I always say I won't talk about my kids - and then I end up doing so anyway. However today I'm going to start truthfully and … Continue reading That was the week that was, well, the worst…

Panic stations – it’s the school holidays…

I've had the kids at home for the Easter holidays for precisely 5 days and 7 hours. A quick summary of our activities is as follows - Friday after school ended: bribed them with an ice cream each; bribed them with a McDonald's happy meal each; let them stay up late(ish) watching crap TV. Saturday: … Continue reading Panic stations – it’s the school holidays…

My own little bit of magical realism – because all children should live in a more charming world…

Today Child 1 lost her third tooth. She's not keen on blood and mess so she has never wobbled those that have now departed. Instead she moaned about how distracting the whole process is. Children her age are just discovering that folkloric figures like Father Christmas may not be as real as the (generally) rotund … Continue reading My own little bit of magical realism – because all children should live in a more charming world…

Here comes the sun…

https://youtu.be/4IdXtvYvhzU It's Beatles Day. I live just off Penny Lane - and have done, on and off, for nearly 23 years. I used to love The Beatles. I still love Penny Lane. I love the bakery where I buy my pastries. I love the corner shop (that isn't on the corner) where I buy the … Continue reading Here comes the sun…