Category Archives: Life of James

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Riddikulus!

Seriously…  this hairdo came in a box labelled “Draco Malfoy wig”.  I demand my £7 back. All hail the joyous annual spectre of World Book Day. I know it’s still over a week away but I was actually feeling quite … Continue reading

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Oh take me back to dear old Blighty

I’m feeling conflicted about the Microbe’s current bedtime story. On one hand, it’s an adventure story involving a secret society of rabbit spies that lives under Buckingham Palace.  Watership Down meets The Kingsman (minus the bum sex). On the other … Continue reading

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No sleep till Fargo

There are boys in my house running up and down the hallway singing Elton John’s I’m Still Standing with the words “poo poo head” instead of “yeah yeah yeah.” This is my life. Kindly send emergency kit. Last night I … Continue reading

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Relax. Don’t do it.

Eek! It is nearly the school summer hols. A whole year since our flat was invaded by builders. I spent almost every day of last summer lugging the boy around the green spaces of West London, just to get away … Continue reading

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On the verge

Grrr! Arg!! Here be the outpouring of a frazzled mind… It has felt like an extra gruelling few weeks thanks to the combined efforts of work and children and lurgy and domestic chaos. This unshakeable cough has kept me awake … Continue reading

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Girlbot in a coma

Things I never imagined spending my money on… In the Microbe’s words, this hyena is “deadly cute!” and he can barely wait until his birthday to get his mitts on it.  (That and a weird menagerie of Minecraft-related cuddly toys … Continue reading

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Sugar and Spice

The joys of Chattenborough #5678: “Mummy I feel bad” “Why?” “Because today I found a slug…” “And?” “…and I caught it and put it in my book bag” “In your book bag? With your books? The bag I am carrying right … Continue reading

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