Author: Metropolitan Mum

Sick days

What was supposed to be the week of La Grande Rentrée turned to be the week of La Grande Maladie. I can’t count the amount of tissues, cough mixtures and strepsils we have been going through so far. And there is no end in sight. After a week of going to bed at 8pm and […]

Dongling along

I am still here, down in France, trying to get a dubious little USB stick (how can anything that goes by the name dongle be taken seriously, let alone WORK?!) to provide me with Internet. HAHA. I have been sold the wrong thing for my Mac, having been ill informed by a shop assistant who […]

All going south

It’s done. We have sold our house! I didn’t tell a soul, mainly because I didn’t want to jinx it, but after accepting an offer a few weeks ago, we have exchanged whilst on vacation and will complete four days after our return. No, I am not panicking. (Christ, where’s Whisky when you need it?) […]

Breaking up for summer

The past few weeks have been oddly exhausting. Not because of what has happened; rather because of what could have happened. It’s all good news (or potentially none at all), but still, being kept in limbo for weeks, depending on a multitude of other people to make it happen (or not) has been wearing me […]

Who would you choose for me?

Being partly adopted, as a child I often wondered how life had turned out had my mother left me with my grandparents. Had I been the one to choose, I am sure my childhood would have turned out less wounding. Certainly, foster parents do a great job in a huge number of cases. But if […]