London mum, aspiring writer and amateur illustrator. Hopes to navigate through motherhood without losing herself. 
I am loathing August in London. I always did. Firstly, whilst the rest of Europe enjoys the peak of summer in skimpy dresses and open toe sandals, I usually catch a cold as I desperately hang on to wearing my only recently acquired summer wardrobe. Thanks to London’s August being what would be classified as [...]
Archive for the ‘Travelling’ Category
Bad hair days. Or: a holey summer
Sunday, Aug 8th, 2010 by Met Mum | 28 Comments
Filed under: London, Travelling | Tags: bad hair days, London, mojo, summer blues
Filed under: London, Travelling | Tags: bad hair days, London, mojo, summer blues
Stockholm
Monday, Jul 26th, 2010 by Met Mum | 27 Comments
Filed under: Travelling | Tags: big M, friendship, girlfriends, Stockholm
Filed under: Travelling | Tags: big M, friendship, girlfriends, Stockholm
Stockholm always has a soothing effect on me. Surrounded by clean water and crisp air, decorated with beautiful buildings and healthy looking people who smile at you with their big, straight white teeth, beach blond hair waving in the wind – Sweden is reliably fulfilling its clichés. Sweden gives me an instant holiday feeling. And [...]
Four weeks in Saint-Tropez
And plenty of things have been going on… There’s been lots of driving. Four weeks in Saint-Tropez
Gone fishing
Sunday, Jun 6th, 2010 by Met Mum | 20 Comments
Filed under: Travelling | Tags: big M, France, vacation
Filed under: Travelling | Tags: big M, France, vacation
Dear friends, mes amis, liebe Freunde. When you read this I will hopefully be on my way to the beautiful South of France. Big M had mercy with our frozen toes and sent little L and me to a place where the sun is a constant and reliable companion.
Banana and Mango Margarita
Thursday, Feb 25th, 2010 by Met Mum | 17 Comments
Filed under: Food, Travelling | Tags: St Lucia, vacation
Filed under: Food, Travelling | Tags: St Lucia, vacation
Time for another cookery post. As there’s not much cooking going on these days (yes, I am still in the Caribbean, and yes, this vacation seems to go on and on and on), I am going to spoil my lovely readers with Leroy’s Banana and Mango Margarita. Try this at home: Banana and Mango Margarita
Where the Iguana lives
Tuesday, Feb 23rd, 2010 by Met Mum | 15 Comments
Filed under: Gardening, London, Travelling | Tags: big M, family, little L, St Lucia, vacation
Filed under: Gardening, London, Travelling | Tags: big M, family, little L, St Lucia, vacation
Long before the French and the English fought over Saint Lucia (‘ownership’ of the island changed 14 times in between them), this beautiful place was called “Where the Iguana lives”. And if the lizards don’t stop drowning themselves in our pool, they might need to rename it to “Where the Iguana dies”. Where the Iguana [...]
It’s a tough life
Lots of empathy has been poured into the comment box below my last post. Identification. Compassion. I am not quite so sure this one will create emotions along the same lines. Although the journey to Saint Lucia was a little tough with half a day delay spent at Gatwick airport thanks to a volcano eruption [...]
There’s a place called Kokomo
Thursday, Jan 28th, 2010 by Met Mum | 20 Comments
Filed under: Illustrations, Travelling | Tags: illustration friday, little L, vacation
Filed under: Illustrations, Travelling | Tags: illustration friday, little L, vacation
Argh. Argh. Aaargggghhhhh. Can you hear that? With every move I make my rusty bones make a cracking noise, stiffened by snow and the cold, wintery humidity. Even worse: my energy and lust for life seems to have been buried underneath the snow. And now the snow is gone, it’s nowhere to be found. There’s [...]
Happy Days – visiting the patchwork family
Thursday, Sep 17th, 2009 by Met Mum | 17 Comments
Filed under: Travelling | Tags: big brother, big M, family, friendship, grandma
Filed under: Travelling | Tags: big brother, big M, family, friendship, grandma
The main advantage of a lacking relationship with your parents is the freedom that comes with it. When you are receiving nothing, nothing can be taken from you. And as soon as you break the vicious circle of copying the patterns that formed the dysfunctional relationship you used to have with your genitors (in my case that meant reaching for the non-available), you have all the freedom in the world to build your own family, patch it together with friends, siblings, grandparents and finally the love of your life and your own offspring.