The last fourteen days or so have felt pretty busy. I'm keeping up with taking my project 31 photos, but haven't posted them for age...

I've always been very, very pro breastfeeding. It's just so obviously such a good idea. Baby cows eat cow milk. Baby monkeys eat mon...

After about four weeks off (remnants of annual leave + paternity leave), J has had to return to work. It didn't feel like we were on hol...

So, three different blogs I've been reading have announced that this week is International Blog Delurking week. Actually - four! Just fo...

Okay, so inspired by Rana , I've decided to have a mini-crack at Project 365 . The idea is that you take a photo every day. Fortunately,...

One of the worst things about involuntary childlessness was the feeling that everyone else's life was proceeding at the proper pace, in ...

A while back, before we passed court, when I had already quit my job (well, temporarily. Maybe.) and had lots of time, I got all scrapbooky ...

Like most of Britain, I live in a small Victorian terrace- you've no doubt seen these in gritty English dramas. This means that we only...

Some real photos soon. I absolutely promise. With, you know, faces. But I couldn't resist posting this - I just LOVE their little tiny f...

Well, except for me. For me, at the moment, it's all take-take-take. I guess that's why it's taken me until today (December 8) t...