June has been a month of two distinct halves. The first couple of weeks contained the final stretch of GCSE and A Level exams for Lola and Mimi respectively, plus uni assignment deadlines for Ella, so all three of them had their heads down doing their best to get through them. And now, finally, everyone…
May has been a very, very full month in every way possible. Two birthdays, three trips to London in three consecutive weeks, an evening in Birmingham sandwiched in the middle, followed by a few days up in York too. I have spent a grand total of approximately 21 hours travelling on trains this month, which…
After February’s endless, relentless rain, it felt like Spring had well and truly sprung in March with a couple of weeks of warm-ish temperatures and beautiful sunshine collectively making everyone feel better. (Sshhh…. we won’t mention the intense hail-and-snow-storm that randomly descended in the middle of the final week). The clocks have gone forwards, the…
February is the shortest month of the year and yet it always feels like the longest. I’m happy to be writing this post now because it means that it’s finally over and I survived. February holds a lot of sad thoughts and feelings for me – some years I seem to get through it all…
January – all 1,842 days of it – has felt exceptionally long. And, as ever, it has simultaneously disappeared in the blink of an eye. How are we one whole month into 2026 already?! My job has kept me incredibly busy since Christmas, which I’m grateful for. Life is ridiculously full-on. There has been so…
For nine years now I’ve been tracking my year in numbers – curiously measuring the twelve months that have just passed according to all the things that are *actually* important to me (as opposed to all the things we’re told by the media and society to measure ourselves by). These metrics are the elements that…
It seems crazy to be writing about what’s been going on in our world throughout December – I’m sure that summer has only just finished and the girls went back to school not that long ago…? As it always is, December has been a month of fast and slow; of busy-ness and quiet; of being…
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…