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When Your Child Leaves Home (& You Fall Apart)

When Your Child Leaves Home (& You Fall Apart)

My son is leaving home. In two weeks time my boy, my firstborn, Sonny, who I adore more than life itself is leaving our home and going to live in a flat with two other guys. To say that I am heartbroken is an understatement. Every day, for the past two weeks I have...

Stop Worrying About Your Teenagers. I Dare You.

Stop Worrying About Your Teenagers. I Dare You.

ast week I had the most terrible day. After being on our world backpacking trip for ten months, my daughter had a meltdown and told me she couldn't wait to go home and never wanted to set foot on an aeroplane ever again. Not ideal when your...

Traveling With Kids. How to Stay Sane Before Wine O’Clock.

Traveling With Kids. How to Stay Sane Before Wine O’Clock.

There are three reasons I will share this information with you. One: because I am kind. Two: because  I have spent the best part of a year travelling the world with two teenagers so I know what I’m talking about when it comes to travelling with kids thank you very much, and three: well; three because I think you need to know and I want you to read my blog.

Travelling With Teens? Travel Must Haves To Keep You all Sane.

Travelling With Teens? Travel Must Haves To Keep You all Sane.

Travelling with teens is one of the most enjoyable, amusing, rewarding and challenging experiences that any parent will undertake. I know. last year saw me  travelling the world for a year with my husband and our 16 and 13-year-old kids. I couldn't have done...

In Support of the Teenager​.

In Support of the Teenager​.

I feel I need to come out as being in support of the teenager. You see, it has come to my attention that over the past few months of writing this blog, I may have come over as being a whinging old bag. A hormonal, moaning Brit expat. The mother of two teenagers. It...

It’s Not Fair.That’s​ Right Kid. It Ain’t​.

It’s Not Fair.That’s​ Right Kid. It Ain’t​.

It's not fair. I  won't tell you what my mother used to retort with when I used to bellow this at her from the upstairs landing. All I'll say was it involved a gentleman with no underpants who originated from Timbuktu. No PC parenting when I was a girl. I've just had...

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