Monthly Archives: August 2013

Seven Year Itch?

Seven Year Itch?

Today is mine and Husband’s 7th wedding anniversary, seven (very eventful years) since we walked, barefoot, along the white sand on a tropical island and promised to love each other for the rest of our lives. Our anniversary is the day after Sausage’s birthday, so it tends to fall by the wayside, in fact we’d both forgotten about it altogether until my mother-in-law reminded us yesterday. We’re neither one of us much for cards (unless …

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Who Wants to Be a Tiger Mom When You Can Be a Hippo Mum?

If you’re a parent and you’ve been anywhere near Twitter, the news or the internet in general in the last two years, you’ll have heard the term ‘Tiger Mom’, a phrase coined by Amy Chua in her book “Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother”. An article, which contained large excerpts from the book, appeared in the Wall Street Journal under the title “Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior“, and basically centered around the fact that Chinese …

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Suburban Noise

Suburban Noise

Most of the time, I like living in a town. Although I get bouts of anxiety that mean I stay indoors more, I’m a people person at heart and I love beingĀ nearĀ things. Husband would, if money were no object, probably love to buy a few hundred acres somewhere, or even an island, and live happily away from the general population, but even when we talk about our plans for emigration, I still envisage myself living …

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