whelmed


It’s a lazy Sunday here, and tomorrow is 14 Juillet (known as Bastille day only outside of France, apparently). Sundays are so much nicer when Monday’s a holiday. This is what we’ve been doing: and a few minutes later: Movies, music, food. Hanging out like pros. It is summer holidays […]

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the plot thickens


… but it all comes out well in the end. I have a whopper of a bruise on my leg. We visited the netherlands a couple of weekends back (goodness, has it been that long?) and while there, we went to a monkey-centric zoo. It was a fantastic afternoon for […]

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wrong side of midnight


We keep staying up far too late for people whose children like the wrong side of seven in the morning. I could blame the football but that would be reductionist and dishonest. I’ve been writing a new novel, a first draft, a rip-roaring tale that has whipped me into a […]

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oopsie daisy


We’ve told everyone we’re moving back to NZ in September. So, turns out, Luuk’s company here can keep him on for another year… and with pretty much the same deal. Nigh-impossible to turn down really. We’ve known this was possible for a few weeks but until things were confirmed, couldn’t […]

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who wants to be a princess?


Not me. No thank you! Even the modern day ones (sans corsets and impractical dresses) have lives that I just could not ever possibly want. Forget wandering down to the market for a nice block of cheese and some tomatoes, and eating picnics in the park with your family. If you […]

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it must be love


I’ve been in an obsessive love-fog frenzy, working on my new book. I keep staying up too late, letting veggies rot in the bottom of the fridge, forgetting other deadlines… all classic symptoms of distraction. Making good progress, however. Just need to switch focus to a couple of other things this […]

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just act normal


Well, there’s nothing normal about the limbo we’re in at the moment, and all the travelling, and all the travelling-to-come… but this week and last week and next week are going to be ordinary. There’s school and work and writing. Bit of house work. Shopping for groceries (but nothing else […]

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between trips


We had a lovely weekend in Dijon, while the kids stayed home and had a lovely weekend with Brendan and Erin. Luuk, wandering the streets of Dijon. We ate multi-course meals at a leisurely pace, took our time in museums, slept in, and only stopped for nap time because we wanted […]

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chocolate therapy


It’s true. Chocolate does not cure chicken pox. We are yet to ascertain whether or not it makes Elena immune. She is spot-free as yet, but not going to Halte Garderie because apparently she’ll be contagious before she’s spotty. Louis’ pox appeared after we’d already been staying with friends for […]

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chipped or not, here I come


For years, I’ve only put nail polish on my toes. In my mid teens, when I might have got into the habit of colourful finger nails, I was painting with oils… turpentine is no manicure’s friend. I also cleaned for a job, on and off, and even gloved, my nails […]

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