Author: Metropolitan Mum

House hunting horrors Vol. I

It was only meant as a joke on twitter last night, but due to surprisingly popular demand, I am from now on going to share the most ridiculous  properties on the London market with you. Be it for their decor, the general state they are in (damp, mice and bugs included) or the overpowering bullshit […]

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?) […]