The day started before dawn and by mid morning the garden had turned into a holiday camp, complete with Bollywood music on a mini-ghetto blaster (courtesy of Charlotte, age 8). I was in the middle of baking scones (as the blueberry muffins I made the day before hadn’t lasted long). My hands were just at…
Tag: sister
Writer’s Workshop: Channelling the Energy
When the ‘boss’ and I our conceived our daughter, Sophie, I reckon a strong dose of my sister’s genes were thrown into the mix. And, unbeknown to Dan and I, there was going to be a strong contender in the house as to who was really ‘the boss’! Of course my husband and I harp…