Tag Archives: family

Break Out Session

When you’re a kick-ass feminist in a large group of other kick-ass feminists, there is enormous pressure on you to be consistently kick-ass. Continue reading

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Growing up

Just what exactly are you supposed to do with your own milkteeth? Throw them away? Bury them? Wear them on a chain? Cook with them? Continue reading

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Census day at Dalrymple Towers

Despite having interviewed a number of candidates, no single applicant has yet been persuaded to stay overnight at Dalrymple Towers. The lines remain open until midnight, people. Continue reading

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Scrubs Up Well

Washing-up bowls are for weirdos. Continue reading

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Update From The Flat That Time Forgot

Earlier this year, I foolishly made a number of public resolutions. By my reckoning, I’ve achieved seven out of the twelve, and made at least tentative steps towards the remaining five. I’ll let you decide which ones they are. Continue reading

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On Exercise

Today’s post concerns exercise. I spent much of yesterday observing sections of the London Marathon from Jo’s Whitechapel balcony, where, cup of tea in hand, I was humbled and inspired by the sight of the nation’s top athletes and their … Continue reading

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Day 18: Picton

This afternoon I arrived in Picton, gateway to New Zealand’s South Island and home to another scion of the Berry clan. Tessa welcomed me with open arms, which was jolly nice of her considering that I rocked up not only … Continue reading

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