The Availability Factor

Those who followed the Lockdown Diaries may remember a whole series of events through which God challenged my felt uselessness with an instruction to ‘be available.’ As a project-driven extrovert, I found many of our bubble-restricted days in limited locations difficult, and thought ‘availability’, aka loitering without intent, a sorry excuse for a vocation! Then…

A Brief History of Summer

Dear regulars, I’m sorry it’s been so long. Truth is, there’s been far too much to say and far too little time in which to process and then say it. Which is a bit of a novelty now, post lockdown, isn’t it? Anyway, rather than just reappear after a few months and dump the heavy…

The Sweet Spot

A couple of years ago I was at a church community meal that Husband was unable to attend. Breastfeeding a young baby in one arm, cutting up food for my two year old with the other and keeping half an eye on my four year old from across the room, I noticed another lone mother…

Shout to the Lord

I don’t have much to say this week, except that we spent a few hours cleaning out the toy cupboard ready to reopen Toddler Group; during which the Youngest became quite attached to a stuffed nativity prop of the Baby Jesus. She took Baby Jesus home, where he enjoyed scrambled eggs for lunch and then…

Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #10

Saturday It’s a Bubble-free day and the last weekend before the kids go back to school. They request a ‘lazy day’ and, as we have nowhere to go and no one to see, I am more than happy to oblige. So much so, in fact, that I see absolutely no reason to get dressed. We’ll…

Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #6

Saturday 5.30am and the poor Lodger is still fussing with her case. Turns out it is all packed, but is 5kg heavier than the airline allows and she cannot figure out why. Husband is busy loading everybody into the car when she finally accepts the probability of paying for the extra weight and allows him…

Diary of a… what even is this?! Week 16

Saturday Ok. Let’s talk about Frozen 2. I mean, I’ve done nothing but talk about Frozen 2 for the last 7 days, having been made to watch it – and narrate it- at least 10 times since last Friday, but we can’t really cover this week without it! So… here goes. We were told it…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 12

Saturday Well it’s a good thing we listened to Shakira most of last week for … it’s time for Africa! A friend sent us some ideas from their travels and so off we flew to Cape Town, taking in some South African sights before heading up to the Serengeti National Park in Tanzania! We watched…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 10

Saturday Today we’re travelling to Thailand at the Eldest’s request, and I’ll tell you for why… Now, let me tell you about Batavia… Way back in 2003, my then-brand-new forever-friend and I (let’s just go ahead and call her Harlett O’Farta , shall we?!) lived and volunteered in Malaysia. We ventured up to Thailand during…

A Quarantime Story

Once upon a time there was a little girl who had a big, giant, ginormous egg on her head. She trumped! And the egg rolled off- Egg! – and rolled down the hill and all the way into town, where it landed at the feet of… The Vicar! The Vicar looked down, picked up the…

Ecclesiastically Speaking…

Two are better off than one, because two have four knees between them. And four knees between three kids feels like alot of knees. Which is nice. Two are better off than one, because if Three and Four start fighting, then we can just divide and conquer. Two are better off than one because One…

Mama Done

The end of an era… in which I had breastfeeding babies. And boobs.