Author: Metropolitan Mum

More like it

That’s more like it: the new boiler fixed and running (the 2-year-old one broke down last week), mulled wine on the stove and Christmas biscuits in the oven. Domestic bliss! Which made me think about the less fortunate amongst us. I can only try to imagine how awful Christmas must be if you are cold, […]

Being sick (of it)

I have been struck down by the flu last week. For the first time in a very long time, I had to stay in bed for two consecutive days, unable to look after little L. Suddenly, 20 months after becoming a mother, it hit home: there’s no one I can call to tell them I […]

Pop Up Yoga

I just came back from an absolutely blissful yoga class at Islington’s newest yoga spot Pop Up Yoga. The studio is set back from busy Upper Street, it’s cosy, candle lit and fresh – nothing like the smelly feet experience you might encounter elsewhere. Yoga is such an easy yet effective way to get rid […]

Just bleating

I borrowed the idea of bleating from the ingenious Home Office Mum. A bleat is ‘…a random thought you have (which you’d like to share) and is too long for a tweet and not quite long enough for a blog post in its own right.’ Let’s start with #icypavements Seriously, how difficult can it be? […]


Just kidding. I found this phrase on someone else’s twitter page and started wondering if she still had friends. Mustn’t that be weird, to be friends with a writer, fearing she is getting the inspiration for that neurotic girlfriend from you? And how bizarre must watching Sex and the City have been for the real […]