a vision or near enough

It’s that time of year. We look to the year ahead and back on what’s past and make unrealistic evaluations and promises to ourselves. I’m not keen on hard-line resolutions, because things seldom go as planned, but I’m thinking about my hopes for 2018. My vision, if you will. I have a January list, and […]

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This is how I roll (off my rocker)

on getting a wedgie straddling the fence between doing too much and missing out on cool stuff…   This week got a bit mad. The calendar assures me it is only Wednesday but I do not actually believe it. Sunday afternoon, my lovely Mum and Dad offered to take the kids for a few hours and […]

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that doesn’t seem right

I’ve been aware lately of a few wonderful paradoxes, and I thought I’d share them here because it’s been a while. I’ve been doing nanowrimo (writing. A lot. That is all.) and now that’s done, so I’m back in the world of the living, just in time to put up the Christmas decorations. What’s a […]

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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 frenzy. Everything and everyone have […]

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vivre libre ou mourir

Live free or die. That’s what it says, front and center, at the Paris Pantheon. Elena would agree. Our little lady has embarked on the terrible before the twos, and boy can that kid run. All around the crypt of this incredible building, in fact. She teased her big brother and giggled inappropriately, careening past […]

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self determination pep

The concept of self-determination first impressed me at university, in a fascinating 400-level history course. I’m sure I had social studies and history teachers who touched on the subject at school, but my brain engaged a little later… Self-determination comes up in NZ history particularly because of the conflicts surrounding the Maori and English texts […]

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enough

I never realised how much I overuse the word enough until I started trying to translate myself into French. C’est suffit means That’s enough. But it’s unusual (or just doesn’t work) to say enough in other contexts, ie. ‘there are enough cheerios in Elena’s hair.’ You need to use the word suffisement and it just gets […]

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worn out

In an unlikely turn of events, my ironing board cover has worn out… talk about things I never expected to say. My freshly ironed clothes have criss-crosses in places, but they’re crinkle free, and I’m all up to date on ‘Once Upon a Time’. If I have to iron I might as well watch/listen to […]

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slow start

Monday was another May holiday, here in grey France. Spring is being particularly dumb actually. Summer is just a couple of weeks away but it must be hiding around a corner. The weekend was ideal for… board games. So Luuk and I spent quite a lot of it battling over A Few Acres of Snow […]

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breadless
new waistline

In france and breadless? Shut the front door. Well, yes. In the interest of keeping the door shut, keeping us inside and warm for as much of the day as possible, I am not going out to get bread today. The bread here is amazing when fresh and better used as weaponry when it’s stale, […]

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