Author: Metropolitan Mum

Postcards from France

Salut mes petits cochons, it’s me, Mademoiselle Met. I am still here, still in France, albeit a little more pureed dans la tete than I was before. What can I say, it’s hot down here and the availability of un verre de rosé (or two, or three) at lunch (and dinner, and in between) doesn’t […]

The Superfoods Superwoman

When I embarked on my superfoods charged delivered-to-my-doorstep diet a couple of weeks ago, little did I know that the owner of fabulous company The Pure Package is the friend of a (blog) friend. A swift introduction and a few emails later, and I found myself under the arches of the New Covent Garden Market, […]

Shortest blog post ever

Just a quick one to let you know I am still alive. Yay. The babysitter is long gone to Germany (sniff), and although both girls are absolutely darling at the moment, I am sincerely looking forward to September. Lets just hope my brain hasn’t turned into mush until then. Another round of ‘head, shoulders, knees […]

Too cool for school

As a foreigner, you can either dwell on things that are worse in your host country than at home and become a grumpy old lady in the process. Or you can embrace differences, sometimes just accepting them as they are, getting used to them over time. Like left hand traffic. There are, however, certain things […]

It never rains in Spain

Excuse me for having a bit of a weather thing going on here at the moment, but just one look out of that window makes it hard not to be very British and have a good moan about the current climate. However, as the sun is always shining somewhere else and especially in Spain, not […]