All posts tagged: London

Crazy for Cupcakes

The most selfish Christmas presents I ever made? Vouchers for a cupcake decorating class for the sisters-in-law. Of course, I had to get one for myself, too. After all, it was about spending time together. Decorating culinary delights and stuffing our faces was just the icing on the cake.

Dancing on ice

Ahem. Ok, I haven’t necessarily been dancing, but I didn’t break my legs either. Our lovely babysitter Karin came to watch little L for the afternoon and Big M took me out to Somerset Ice Rink on Strand. It’s got to be every girls dream: the man you love, music, skates, and a gigantic Tiffany […]

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 […]

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.

Christmas Rules

Christmas is by far my favourite time of year. I just love fairy lights, the smell of ginger bread, mulled wine and the colourful decorations that brighten up grey winter days. So when John Lewis asked me to contribute my set of rules for a ‘Perfect Family Christmas’, I was more than happy to join […]

Being me

Every now and then, a tiny bit of the old me resurfaces and gives me a smile. The-putting-on-makeup-me. The-strutting-around-in-heels-me. The-choosing-cream-white-coat-over-practical-me.
So when Big M took me out for dinner on Saturday, I felt more like being just me than I did over the past seven months.

Nursery style ideas

Yes, she is seven months already. And I know that some parents manage to finish the nursery six months before the baby is born. But as you might have realised already, I am not the first in line when it comes to accomplishing household related tasks. Hoovering the floor? Tackling the laundry pile? Painting the hallway? I’d rather flip through the pages of my Grazia, thank you very much. Especially when I have to start off with this: