To me, November always feels like a bit of an in-between month.  A waiting.  A head-down-and-get-on-with-things-until-the-next-break kind of a month. If months had a colour, November would be grey.  Which probably isn’t really very fair because there’s all the glitter and smoke of bonfire night (although I didn’t manage to do sparklers this year), plus…

For many years, I have maintained that September is my favourite month.  This year, I’m declaring that October has the equal honour of joint first place for the accolade.  I don’t know exactly what’s changed, but something inside me has shifted.  Perhaps I’m paying closer attention to the little things and noticing the ordinary everyday…

September passed in the blink of an eye.  It’s my favourite month of the year – there’s something about that glorious blend of the warmth of the late summer sun, coupled with the cooler morning autumn air and the golden light that makes everything it touches look magical, that makes me feel like anything could…

August has been a busy, busy, busy month full of good things.  We haven’t gone away on holiday anywhere this summer (either in the UK or abroad) for various reasons, and I was feeling quite sad and a bit guilty about that, but actually, even though I’ve had to work a fair bit and there…

It’s finally the summer holidays! It has felt like the longest term ever and there were multiple challenges along the way as we were getting towards the end of it (an emergency lockdown at school; plus a last minute, out-of-the-blue decision to transfer back to sixth form from college…), but we made it and all…

June felt non-stop with busy-ness.  Ella finally finished her A Level exams, only for Lola to immediately launch into sitting her Year 10 GCSE Mocks.  The month-long glorious heatwave (I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I am solar-powered and the sunshine & warmth nourishes me more than I can ever possibly explain)…