As with many keepers of young children, the summer has been an all-encompassing time. It’s also been a time for metamorphosis; and whilst I watch the children grow, I’ve taken on such glamourous roles as ‘the human train’ and ‘the human trampoline’. The Mother-in-Law – that all-powerful bringer of change – has decided, after all, […]
The Mother-in-Law is on holiday again. Once more, she’s left The Husband and I to fend for ourselves look after the house. Given the recent news, our uninterrupted domestic duties now also include booking-in and escorting estate agents around our home. The first and last valuation, which took place a week ago, got me wondering […]
It’s been a frantic summer at The Mother in Law’s House. The garden is outgrowing itself, and has transformed from ‘bohemian wilderness’ into a danger zone of wayward nettles, skin-piercing brambles, and precarious precipices. (The 7 metre-tall, 100 year-old back wall that collapsed during a storm in the spring – leaving a sea of crumbled […]
The Husband has been getting his knickers in a twist. Yesterday, he was shocked to discover that I have, on many more than one occasion, worn a pair of his mother’s briefs. The conversation starter arose after I pointed out to The Mother-in-Law that she was wearing my pink stripy socks – a pair that […]
Every Wednesday night, at around 8 o’clock, The Mother-in-Law’s House becomes a centre for yoga practice for the friends, lovers and key-holders of milady’s manor. The Husband and I retreat downstairs after wrestling cuddling the children to sleep, and then empty the living room of all signs of daytime life. The Mother-in-Law hoovers, I make […]
