I feel like shit today. I’ve tried to shake it off but to no avail. One of those days.
I had to phone the piano teacher and tell her Tessa no longer wanted to have lessons. She’s 78. She’s been teaching her for the past 6 years. It was hideous. She was obviously upset and disappointed. Me, babbling on like a duck. Trying to make it sound better than it was. (more…)
If we hadn’t emigrated I most certainly wouldn’t have homeschooled for the past 8 years. Neither would I have started my own touring theatre company but that’s a different blog.
That’s not to say that had we not dragged ourselves to the other side of the world I wouldn’t have dabbled in the waters of schooling without school. But you know what?.. truthfully…I don’t think I would have dared.
Back then, for a few years before we made the big move, in my early 30s, I was different. I wanted to be liked. Desperate to be liked. I wanted to please. I wanted to be accepted. I wanted (more…)
I’ve been pushed to my bedroom. Two computers in the house. One of which is playing a very blue and yellow film about a lost fish and the other of which is killing monsters made of bricks. I’m on my bed.
Incidentally, this is exactly (more…)
Hello, world.
There’s one thing I find hard and that’s asking for help.
Asking for help from my 15-year-old, Sonny, to help me set up this blog is even worser. (more…)
I’m Liz, and this is my family.
I do Travel. I do Wine. I do being a mum to big kids. Sometimes I do all three at the same time.
I don’t do hormones. Or looking perfect for Instagram. Or dieting.
Read more about who I am and why we should be friends on our about us page.