Category Archives: Bookish rambles

where I go on about children’s books

A post in which I get excited about booklights

I’ve been meaning to post this little fly-by for my book-loving pals (if that’s not you. look away now, there’s nothing to see here.)  I’m only going to ramble on for 5 mins about my mini-obsession with book-shaped reading lamps… The … Continue reading

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Revolting children

Good evening WordPress!  Long time no blog, etc… I’ve been on single parent duty for the last week or so, and it has all gone surprisingly smoothly, notwithstanding the occasional moment of justifiable parent rage.   My only major failing in G’s … Continue reading

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I started something

…and, typical me, typical me, typical me, it took ages to do the last 10% and actually finish the job. But, lo and behold, I have at last made a window seat cushion and tacked up some fairy lights and I now … Continue reading

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Bedtime Stories

In the last few weeks G and I have started to read Roald Dahl books to the Microbe at bedtime. We’ve been working through the thinner ones in his box set, such as Fantastic Mr Fox, The Giraffe, the Pelly and … Continue reading

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Nursery crimes and other tales

The microbe loved being a wolf for World Book Day. So much so that he refused to take the hat off for the rest of the week. (Books schmooks, kids -it’s ALL about the dressing up!) On Friday I overheard … Continue reading

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The C Word

Last week the nursery microbes began to rehearse their nativity play. The boylet came home buzzing with the excitement of it all, wanting to sing the songs with us. We had to get him to do some explanatory renditions so … Continue reading

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New book box!

This is an official thank-you post for an item of woody genius that we are delighted with. Behold the microbe’s splendid new book box, hand-made by Pops (microbe’s grandpa) in his workshop and picked up this weekend… Since his bedroom … Continue reading

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Sad choices

It is All Hallows Eve! For modern children this means pumpkins and treats and dressing up at every opportunity.  (When I was a microbe I’m pretty sure it was just apple bobbing…  I am clearly very very old indeed.) On … Continue reading

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Still ill

Yesterday G was reading nursery rhymes to James and the one about Professor Dawkins came up… James’s reaction was to point at the Prof and say: “He bumped his head! Like a monkey!” and G replied: “Well, yes. He’s just … Continue reading

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Me did it!

A couple of weeks ago G and I defied all that is holy and took the boy for a trial session at toddler football. Given the level of sporting prowess in his family history, he reacted with an entirely understandable … Continue reading

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Oscar’s Only Ostrich Oiled an Orange Owl today

Oh lord….  the fateful day has arrived.  Microboy has learned to say “no!”.  I am waving a tear-stained handkerchief at the mute, implied obedience of yesteryear and grimacing at the arrival of a defiant little imp!  Is blind obedience really … Continue reading

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It’s life, Jim, but not as we know it

So…  Microboy will be 8 months old next Monday – and all of a sudden I’m seeing little signs of intelligent life.  Only baby steps, obviously, but it’s captivating to witness.  Imagine finding that every day of your life you … Continue reading

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Monday’s child…

by Colin McNaughton… Monday’s child is red and spotty Tuesday’s child won’t use the potty Wednesday’s child won’t go to bed Thursday’s child will not be fed Friday’s child breaks all his toys Saturday’s child makes an awful noise And … Continue reading

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This little piggy had caramelised figs with goats cheese on a bed of rocket

Continuing on a theme of nursery rhymes… I’ve been busy looking up what some of them mean and thought I’d share a few interesting little factoids with you*. Apparently Goosey Goosey Gander (the one about throwing Professor Dawkins down the … Continue reading

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Nursery crimes…

For those who are not so much into rabbit skins… here’s a vegetarian alternative: Bye baby bumpkin Mummy’s got a pumpkin She’s gone to fetch a roasting tin To cook the baby’s pumpkin in Alright alright.  I didn’t make you … Continue reading

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James, who took lye by mistake

Toot the trumpets!  Microboy became an official human being today and is now certified as Ruprecht Microboy Horrorpants Esquire (or something like that). Unfortunately, my baby book has informed me that babies who reach the grand age of six weeks will no … Continue reading

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