There is nothing more humbling than a screaming child at 37,000 feet. As you "shh" them desperately through gritted teeth and offer them everything from stickers to your kidney if they just cooperate all you can think of is "why the fresh heck did I put myself through this?" Pretty much anyone who has ever… Continue reading Little frequent flyers. Activities and advice for surviving long haul flights with toddlers.
Does the sound of Noddy Holder yelling "It's CHRRRIIIISTMAAASSSS" ring in your ears every time you think of the festive season? Do coloured Christmas lights and tinsel (the proper kind, not that lamenta shite. If you know what lamenta is extra points) adorn your tree? Are your cupboards stocked with minced pies? Is Christmas Eve… Continue reading Top 5 things that only a British Expat misses at Christmas
She's crying in the British food aisle again A few days ago I found myself staring wistfully at a jar of pickled onions on the shelf at my local supermarket grocery store. I had an ache inside me that I hadn't really felt for a long time. It was back again, homesickness. It all sounds a… Continue reading Giving up everything for love. The truth about becoming an expat wife and mother.