Our day was nearing the end and I had been toying with the idea of splat painting since the morning. I decided our cold concrete garden wall was in need of colour so Georgie and I headed out, armed with paints, soft balls and a roll of paper. Warning: this is extremely messy. It involves paint. Splatting. If you are game anyway, of course you don’t need a concrete wall to begin. Tape some paper on the wall or hang a big piece of cloth that needs cheering up. The end result is so good and it was fun for both of us. I think we’ll be doing it again soon but this time with another batch of colours.
georgie's mummy
Exploring Vienna was supposed to be a secondary experience to the Pearl Jam concert my friend and I attended while there. But to be honest, we were blown away; enchanting, outstanding and absolutely worth a visit.
You can watch my Paris video here.
I have a specific picture of Gwen Stefani and her oldest son in my mind. The only reason I have the image stuck in there is because at the moment the picture was taken she was exiting a nail salon with Kingston. Her nails were painted red. His were painted black. Gasp! Shock! Horror! For a few seconds, I was confused. Was this OK?
1. Training Lily. Aka banging your head against a brick wall.
2. We have serious conversations on the kitchen counter.
3. Paphos Marina. Some time last month.
4. Catching cobwebs.
5. Lily’s scary face.
6. It’s been just over a month. Happy anniversary!
In Denmark, babies sleep outside while parents dine and wine inside. Just one of those fascinating parenting methods from around the world.
I am not sure if this is ongoing but a Positive Birth Group is always worth checking out if you’re in Cyprus and expecting.
Steven Spielberg to direct The BFG! I can barely contain my excitement even though it won’t be out until 2016.




