Roasted vegetable lasagne has a bad reputation these days. It’s the token vegetarian choice in any pub or low-key restaurant and they’re usually so badly made you can hardly eat them. Hardly any veg under all that pasta, a thick layer of rubbery, greasy cheese and accompanied by some wilted...
Having breastfed all three of my children, there have been countless times when I’ve fed them in public. For the most part, these occasions have been pretty uneventful. I’ve never had any negative comments or been made to feel uncomfortable. However, there have been three rather embarrassing occasions which always...
I thought long and hard about whether to post this latest blog as I was worried some of my friends and family might think I was talking about them. So, to clarify to those who know me in the real world, this post is not aimed at anyone in particular....
Oh, I love butternut squash. It’s so good roasted in a little olive oil, with a touch of garlic and some sage leaves. I could easily polish off a whole tray of the stuff by itself. In fact, I sometimes do. When I can restrain myself from scoffing the lot, butternut squash risotto is by...
At the risk of sounding like one of those horrendously smug mummies (I’m not, I promise!), I thought this little trick was something everyone did. But last week, I discovered Cardiff Daddy did not know this simple fact about baby vests. He has three children under five and a quarter...
I mentioned last week that I was having a really bad day. Everything was getting me down, despite nothing actually bad happening. Despite being on a healthy eating kick, I needed chocolate. I raided the remainder of my children’s party bags, but one bashed-about chocolate coin did not do the...
The big parenting story today has been the five year old who was invoiced £15.95 for failing to turn up to a birthday party. There are debates all over the parenting forums as to whether this was right or wrong so I’m not dwelling too much on that here. Personally,...
Yes, you did read that correctly – macaroni peas. No, I don’t mean macaroni cheese. And no, it’s not just macaroni cheese with a handful of peas thrown in. This is a pasta dish made with a kind of pea puree and it’s bloomin’ gorgeous....
Yesterday I wrote that I was having a bad day, even though nothing truly bad had happened, and feeling a little emotional. So many of you on Twitter and Facebook told me that you get those days too and even though I’m sorry to hear that, it’s comforting to know...
I wasn’t sure whether I should publish this on my blog. I wrote most of it earlier today, just for myself really, because when I’m emotional, I write. I wrote it mostly to get what I was thinking out of my mind, but it struck me that I won’t be...
I did something recently that I have never done before. I bought Little Man O and Baby Boy I matching t-shirts. I thought these little blue polo shirts adorned with spacemen, pictured, were adorable – and best of all they were reduced to a couple of pounds each. They had...