Merry Christmas!
Thank you Anetta, for the lovely singing teddy bear!
Author: Metropolitan Mum
Malnourished Monday #6 – the Christmas break
Just in case you have magically managed to miss it: It’s Christmas time! It is the season to be spent with family and friends; it’s the time for making presents and receiving gifts, and most importantly: the time to indulge in food that only comes once a year with said season of comfort and joy. […]
So this was Christmas
Well, actually it was St. Lucy’s (Lucia) day. But as the whole family will be scattered all over the globe for Christmas, with one brother-in-law with his wife and in-laws in the US and the other one with my in-laws in Switzerland, we decided to bring forward the feasting and feting.
Dreaming of a white Christmas
So it’s snowing again in London. Remember last year’s snow chaos? London went into freeze (literally) with no buses and no trains running during a few days. Just like thousands of other people, Big M got stuck on one of trains that were stranded somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The amount of snow that had […]
Malnourished Monday #5
The headline of this Harrods promotion in Grazia reads ‘DRESSES TO DIE FOR’. And the weapon of choice in this case is starvation, I reckon.
It’s Yuletide! Or: a recipe for cinnamon stars (Zimtsterne)
Finally, it’s the season of comfort and joy again. Time to go overboard on Christmas decorations, buy presents for family and friends, write Christmas cards and wish lists, sit together around the table and feast (have I mentioned that there will be the whole family sitting around our table this Sunday, hoping to be fed? […]
Christmas in an hour, wrong assumptions and positive examples
Only a few months ago, I felt completely housebound. It seemed I would never again make a trip into town, as little L would start crying in her highest pitched voice, as soon as a stranger would come too close. Which happened about every 5 minutes. Add to that the fact that I never mastered […]
Making the most of it
Not too long ago, my life was far from rosy. I remember feeling being caught in an impressionistic painting: when you looked too close, the whole thing appeared to be quite messy and didn’t make sense at all.
Malnourished Monday #4
Grazia Magazine is by far my favourite glossy pastime. I particularly like the mixture of celebrity gossip, fashion trends, beauty tips and issues that move hearts or at least make you think about problems that go on in less wealthy parts of our world.
Where to live?
When we bought our current home, we have been DINKOS – double income no kids. We were looking for a property t in walking distance of the tube, with plenty of shops and bars and restaurants to choose from. The cab trip home from a night out in West London shouldn’t be more than £ 15, and the communal garden at the back seemed to be inviting and lively, with the neighbours having garden parties and kids running around during long summer nights.