Hello! It’s me. I thought I’d come on and give an actual update, inspired in part by some lovely comments I’ve had recently that prove that someone (not just my…
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Picnics are my favourite, my weakness. There is something about eating outside that makes food taste extraordinary, something about plastic plates on wild grass that makes even my burnt offerings…
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I am eighteen weeks pregnant. This baby loves sushi and makes me crave avocado rolls and lychee-flavoured bubble tea, which I purchase whilst running errands at work and sip strolling…
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Once the bleeding recedes, the first trimester flies. My uterine muscles give up almost immediately, and people offer me a seat on the train whether or not I wear the…
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Sunshine, seagulls. My babies’ first funfair ride, seated beside by their brothers. A summer’s supply of ice cream crammed into a three-day weekend, melting down the cornet and falling in…