Remember, remember the 5th November. Tonight I am flying solo, tutting about the youths setting off fireworks, upsetting the dog and interrupting my Succession binge watch whilst the teenager has gone to a bonfire party with his mates. I am sad about that to be honest, but as these memories show, it is how it … Continue reading Bonfire Night Memories
The Madness of Moving
I have moved… again. What was I thinking? Here’s my summary of the pros and cons of being an eternally restless soul.
The Feminist Within
Warning: this post is not about food, but I needed a platform to vent on and this was the one I had! We should all be feminists, so please read.
A Waffle About Kitchen Gadgetry.
For kitchen gadget lovers, haters and coveters.
For Rabbie
Celebrating Robert Burns for the love of the Scots language, poetry and a party!
Surviving Transition Trauma
Thoughts on how to survive the trauma of transition when readjusting to family life apart.
The Green Eyed Lockdown Monster
The view from the beginning of the end of lockdown (maybe, touch wood, inshallah etc.)
The art of self-isolation
As an interrupted family we know a thing or two about working from home, being far from loved ones, feeling isolated, spending too much time with your kids and cooking resourcefully so I thought I’d share my top tips born from a lifetime of experience! Hope they are helpful but if you take one thing from my post, just know you will find your own way through it and you are not alone.
Introducing the Interrupted Family
Introducing you to the interrupted family. Connecting separated families through food and memory.
Back to school and back to blog basics.
A big birthday, an anniversary and tin load of past and present food memories.
A Rant.
A rage filled rant and a picture of some cookies for balance.
The Year of Helen… A Review.
An explanation, a review and an apology from my interrupted family to yours on Hogmanay.
Wednesday’s Child Vibes
Come to my pity party, everyone’s welcome (virtual guests only obvs). This blog is both a personal moan and a plea for compassion.
Here today, scone tomorrow…
Scones as a metaphor for life... no really!
The Interrupted Family 