Angel’s Hair Pasta and A Brief Career

Angel's Hair Pasta with Creamy Herb Sauce

Many years ago before I bred the teenagers I had a job in the city working for a solicitor.  Being childless I had a lot more time to myself and I filled this by hosting dinner parties where I tried out all the recipes I had seen in the latest Vogue Entertaining magazine. Every Monday […]

Chorizo Ragu and ‘You’re Still the Best’

A precious container for precious teeth

We had a magical visitor in the night. Of the fairy kind. At school Alfie pulled out a wobbly tooth and when I went to collect him he ran to me, lisping the news.  ‘Mum, my tooth came out.  I pulled it out.  It was wobbling so much I just pulled it and out it […]

Alfie’s Day of Neglect

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With Arabella turning my week into drama-central somehow I kind of forgot I have a third child.  And he’s only seven.  And by law he’s not allowed to bring himself up, he’s supposed to be supervised, parented even. After the night where following my dinner I had to eat a Middle Eastern three-course meal of […]

The Full-Time Mother

Jamie Oliver Pasta

I’m not getting anything done.  And it’s entirely because of Arabella. She’s not at school so she wanders around the house looking for me.  There’s not a minute’s peace.  I was typing an email to my sister this morning (very important epistle) and she came in with wet hair and said she was going off […]

Tomato and Basil Pasta and…The Break-Up

Tomato and Basil Pasta with Crispy Pancetta

I always said that when it happens, I would like to be on the other side of the world. But I wasn’t.  I wasn’t even around the corner.  I was here with Arabella as her world fell apart.  It’s over with the boyfriend, the one who’s been visiting us since she was 11.  Now there […]

Sausage and Mushroom Pasta and…The Long Way There

Sausage and Mushroom Pasta

I walk my seven-year old son to school.  It’s a 10-minute walk therefore, according to logic and reason, if we leave the house 10 minutes before the bell rings, Alfie will be at school on time.  But thinking logically is not always sensible. Alfie is always late.  And it’s not because we cut it too […]

Chicken Pesto Salad and…Critically Fed

Chicken Pesto Salad

There’s a lot of criticism around here at the moment and it’s all to do with lunch boxes. I try and I try and I try but the children are proving difficult to please and I don’t think I’m alone because I know so many mums who are like me and dread the daily chore […]

Spaghetti With Puttanesca Sauce and…One Hundred and Two Hours

Spaghetti with Puttanesca Sauce

Arabella turned 17 last September and so became eligible to sit for her driver’s licence.  But as she hadn’t completed the 120 hours of driving under supervision, she couldn’t book in for the test. And six months later she still can’t because we’re only up to 102 hours.  Eighteen hours to go and half of […]

Spaghetti with Meatballs and…Some Parents Are Just So Negligent!

Spaghetti with Meatballs

While we’re on the subject of broken toes, Alfie did actually break his own toe and I had nothing to do with it. It was right before Christmas and Alfie was three and it was a year since my own toe had been snapped in Far North Queensland. I was organising a Christmas Production with […]

Charlie’s Carbonara and…We’ve Been Robbed

Charlie's Carbonara

Yes, we’ve been robbed. It’s probably our own fault though because we didn’t leave the item securely locked up.  We left it out on the nature strip so I suppose when you choose to live life recklessly you can’t expect plain sailing. You see, it was bin night.  And the night before I had taken […]