Self Love noun the regard for one’s own well-being and happiness   As parents we spend a large amount of time teaching our children the fundamental building blocks of healthy relationships. From kindness and compassion, to forgiveness and resilience. I’ve joked before that the ultimate aim of parenting is “a happy, balanced, confident child who knows their arse from their elbow and won’t grow up to cause world war three”. Jokes aside, a happy, balanced, confident child is the main aim of the game here. But even with all our blessings in life – our education, inherent privilege and good…

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I have talked about happiness before. I’ve never talked about making lists before. But lists make me happy. It’s a genetic trait I think. My Mum always has a list on the go, at least one, on the back of old greetings cards held together with a bulldog clip. I can’t remember a time before “pop it on the list”.  List writing is deeply cathartic. From writing a list of things you need to do, or groceries to remember, or what’s happening next week to writing a list of life goals. No list is too big or too small. Sometimes…

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I’ve recently watched a film called Remittance. You won’t see it advertised at your local cinema. You won’t see glossy posters with the names of famous actors at the top. Remittance is a tale of foreign domestic workers in Singapore. It’s a tale of truths from two hundred or so foreign domestic workers already in Singapore. And it is, for want of a better word, heart-breaking. I won’t spoil the film for anyone, but there are moments that are so clearly based on personal experience you forget you’re watching the tears of budding actresses. The budding actresses you see on…

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I’m not homesick exactly. But this week the reality of what life in the UK would have entailed has been inescapable. For this week, had we remained in the UK, Clara would be starting school. And I’m not sad that she isn’t exactly. It’s not that simple. I don’t wish we were back there either. But there’s something about watching the lives of her little friends back home moving on to school that feels like the chasm of distance is widening more. Even if we weren’t going down the home schooling route, Clara would still be in pre-school here. And…

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This is a long overdue post- sorry! And it’s not sponsored. Not by the hotel, or by the elephants. It’s just a quick one about our get away to Phuket in May for Mother’s Day and Clara’s birthday. Just in case anyone’s thinking about Phuket, or riding elephants (or not!). Or even whether we actually get to travel around the region we live in! Read on…   The extent to which we have travelled as a family, up until now anyway, has been either crossing the Irish Sea or the English Channel. The journeys are always a bit naff, but…

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