As all of us grew up we all lived abroad for a while. One of my brothers spent 10 years in the States. Mum used to take visits out to see him on a regular basis. My brother was like all of us, a chocolate fanatic (Mum did her best to encourage this in all her children.) On [...]
Jet-set Mum
March 30, 2009
Viva España!
January 31, 2009
When Mum was in her twenties she married and moved with Dad to Switzerland where she had my eldest brother. After a year there they moved to Barcelona and set up home renting part of a farm house in a suburb of the city. Mum never really grasped the German language but became a fluent [...]
Opting Out
January 29, 2009
Mum was big on commitment. If you signed up to do something there was little chance you’d get away with opting out. I remember being sent to Spain at 11 years old for a month to learn Spanish with a random family in the North of Spain. I hated it, but stuck it out of [...]
Driving Miss Crazy
January 9, 2009
I am not a good student. I get easily frustrated and have zero patience, so it was with much trepidation that Mum decided to give me driving lessons. I remember vividly driving up the driveway on my driving inauguration and seeing Mum holding on to the door with both hands and fervently pressing a ghost brake pedal. [...]
Car Journeys
November 28, 2008
I used to sit behind Mum in Dad’s Volvo as a kid. .That way I could talk to Mum directly via the window side. This was pre-booster seat, seat belt or anything vaguely resembling safety. I just perched on the edge of the seat and twirled Mum’s hair in my fingers on long journeys. When [...]
