letting go – Emma's English Kitchen

Motherin’ Blues

Summer was odd. All of my children were working. My youngest, my baby, worked away at camp coming home only at weekends. It was the first school summer vacation that I did not have to try and fill with fun stuff. On my days off no one came to me and said, ‘Mummy, what are…

Time out

For the first time ever the two older ones are at home, but in and out and doing their own thing, stopping for the odd conversation, while the youngest two are both away on the same week. I get home from work and there isn’t anyone apart from the dog and the guinea pig who…

The Back to School Dance

The back to school silly dance is not happening. On my first day off, of the first week back to school, the end of a tropical storm has blown in dropping heavy rain on us, which means no roofing today for my husband. No quiet empty house. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but things are…