The Mother-in-Law has been on the move. She went (to New York), came (home) and went again (to London). And she’s been gone for some weeks. It’s probably for the best that she’s scarpered though, given that both children are potentially harbouring chicken pox somewhere beneath their sweet-smelling, peachy skin. Yes, I’m sure a bout […]
All is quietening down in The Mother-in-Law’s House. After the summer’s beavering away, we are all turning in like a family of mice bedding down for the winter in an old boot. We have yet to replace the light bulbs which are blowing daily, one by one, leaving an atmospheric chiaroscuro falling upon the rooms, […]
We’re having a party. A Chanukah party. In The Mother-in-Law’s House. As any abiding and courtly daughter-in-law would do, I asked The Mother-in-Law if we could invite a few family members and friends round to celebrate the most popular winter festival in the Jewish social calendar. And honestly, it was just as much a surprise […]
Kind readers, you must forgive me my virtual disappearance of recent weeks (or is it months?); you could call it a sort of hibernation. It was, alas, against my will: we had two sickly children (BOGIES ALL WINTER) and The Husband’s maniacal deadlines meant that he was unable to afford me our usual duet of […]
For the last two months, The Mother-in-Law’s boyfriend, The Psychotherapist, has been living with us. Until now. It was only ever going to be temporary but he moved out early one morning after a late-night bust-up. (If you could call arguing with a psychotherapist a bust-up.) He’s gone to stay with another therapist. I’m sure they’ll […]
Where Christmas Eve was appropriated with chicken soup (and surely Mary would have supped some of the good stuff before birthing her infant, Jesus), my mother marks Christmas Day with a gargantuan kosher turkey and all the trimmings, as any self-respecting, assimilated Jewish Nana would. This year, I’m ashamed to say, my favourite part of […]
