Last night I was feeling a bit sorry for myself, and there's nothing like your 3 year old telling you at bedtime that your Hugless Douglas voice isn't as good…
The Little Man saw some tampons on the side the other day and asked what they were for. Before I’d even had chance to raise an eyebrow Mr Husband promptly…
Raising Films is an incredible organisation committed to help make things easier for parents working in the film industry. They asked me to write a testimonial about my experiences working…
When you enter parenthood it’s like everyone goes into advice overdrive. Whether it’s the impassioned sales pitch for why you should DEFINITELY buy (or not buy) a particular buggy, the…
Last night I hosted the Women in Film & Television Writers' Group. A group I set up nearly 6 years ago to support and nurture female writing talent, which has…
Social media is such a bizarre snapshot of people’s worlds. Looking at feeds full of food, drunk selfies, outfit selfies, sunsets and baby spam. From, for the most part, complete…
Just when you think things can't get any shitter they do. Our coat rack fell off the wall yesterday, still with it's too many coats attached. Under it is the…
Confession time. I’ve heard mother’s guilt is a thing. From what I can tell it seems to be of the ‘damned if you do, damned if you don’t’ variety, but…
The last 3 weeks have required a bit more alcohol consumption than usual. That is saying something. We’ve potty trained the Little Man, started baby-led weaning with the Little Miss,…
Who says romance is dead? Parents everywhere. Facebook tells me that five years ago today me and Mr Husband were lying in the garden by candlelight after our first BBQ…