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I seem to have signed myself up for extra hours of work. This totally goes against my sleep ethic! But our clinic was finally reinstating some in- person antenatal classes which had been abandoned during Covid. I’d been rooting for this return to normalcy so I could hardly refuse to participate. Besides, I’m a bit…
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It’s that time of the year again. The conkers are landing, all shiny and new, from the chestnut trees. When the kids were little, they’d gather dozens, each shinier than the next, and the bottom of my pram would be filled with these jewels of nature. A bit like sea glass, or sea shells, new…
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A couple of weeks ago, I was at a festival (hello #bigfeastival, it was awesome, I filled in your feedback survey, I’m well up for some free tix next year). Late to the party as ever, this was only my second one. I’ll never forget that first time, summer 2021, towards the end of Covid…
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What brings a tear of joy to your eye? Every. Single. Time. No idea why, it just makes my eyes really leaky.
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…It would be sleeping! I’m serious! This is one of the few things I’m genuinely, naturally good at. And yet, it’s not a skill I take for granted: life tends to get in the way. Nevertheless, I believe that, as with many skills, practice makes perfect! I’m also convinced that with sleep, although one can…
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Growing up French in London was a largely uneventful process. Sure there was some friendly rivalry (Eurovision, football, Olympics), some humorous name calling (Froggies vs Rosbif), a few cultural differences (cheese before or after dessert?) but nothing we couldn’t all laugh about. The one thing that left my family somewhat bemused was the concept of…
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Gonna show my age here (and my cheesy taste in film and music), but I absolutely loved Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves. And I’m still not bored of that Brian Adams song. But here’s the thing… in the song, when Brian croons about his undying love, he mentions that he’d die for her. He probably…
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Is sexist! I never suspected this. But the other day as I was approaching security, trying to close both my tiny plastic bags crammed with 100ml bottles of essential products (technically, I’m only allowed one, at least in some airports), I noticed the bloke in front of me casually placing 2 items into his single…
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Ok, so I know I’ve gone on a bit about asking for help… but here’s the thing: sometimes you really shouldn’t have to ask… at least, not more than once! Nagging is a form of optimism though. It is grounded in the belief that people will eventually do what they have been politely asked to…
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