Nobody warns you about the swan plant and how the ratio of caterpillars to leaves is all out of whack and you go from Earthmother to Butterfly Murderer in a few short weeks. Somebody needs to put that on the packaging. … More How A Couple Of Caterpillars Turned Me Into A Butterfly Murderer.
Last Sunday morning I had one of those headaches, the ones where you need darkness, sleep and no children bouncing on your head. Hence the snap decision to hand over the iPad. When I am hungover all my rules dissipate: “Of course you can eat marshmallows on toast. You want to dip your marshmallows in … More ‘Do, or do not. There is no try.’ Unless you’re hungover.