White Stuff

Debbie Gibson, my undisputed teenage crush, wrote her first song at just six years old.  (I've always said she was special).  I even ...

It's not uncommon for people you've just met to ask you what you do for a living.  Indeed, it's a polite thing to do and, kee...

I had planned to pen some upbeat words tonight.  The idea was to talk about how much I generally despise January...

We headed up to Ilkley Moor on Christmas Eve to walk off the excitement of what lay ahead.  (Jamie and Charlotte came too, which both ...

It's day three of Charlotte's seventh birthday celebrations.  Her proper birthday was yesterday, but she's nothing if not ...

I was looking around our house on Saturday evening and decided that we needed more Christmas lights. The result was a visit to Argos ...

Charlotte's started piano lessons so, a few weeks ago, we invested in a "family" keyboard to enable her to ...

This is a public service announcement. I'm sure I'm not alone in getting itchy every time that "Have I Got PPI?" a...

I'm not entirely sure how this happened, but today I found myself re-painting our dining room yet again.  We've only lived in ...

I went to see Charlotte's school Christmas production yesterday afternoon, and was thrilled to do so.  She played the part of a Mal...

My little run of musical treats  came to an end last night.  But it finished on a mas...

It's December today, our Christmas tree is going up and choices for Santa's Lists are about to enter the Judges' Houses stage. ...

I've just begun a short flurry of live music nights out which I've been looking forward to for months.  And there's just b...