family

A Trip Down Memory Lane

There's nothing I love more than looking at old photos from my childhood (bar the 10 year old school pictures that is- my eyebrows aka Carpet World samples were let's say, ahead of their time when it came to brow trends, and most of those scary shots have found their way into the bin-eek!
Michael Kors shop

A Week in Marbella with James Villa Holidays

Last week saw 'part' of this family spend 7 days in Marbella, staying at the palatial Casa Haniel, a James Villa Holidays' villa in San Pedro, above, for a fabulous, relaxing, fun and invigorating week away.
Raymond Blanc

Treating My Folks to a Luxury Break in Oxford

For those who read my blog regularly (what? that's all of you, great) then you'll know that my parents help me with childcare- A LOT! I simply couldn't work and raise my young family without them. They are utterly amazing, caring, capable Grandparents. Typically, they share the three days I work solidly mid week between them, caring for my 14 month old baby, Alexander whiles my eldest, Oliver (nearly 4) attends full time Pre-school. ...So when my husband and I were offered a break in a beautiful hotel in Oxford, I immediately asked my parents if they'd rather go, as a thank you for all that they do for us.
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Time to Chill

It's exciting times for the Broadbent's as my husband's folks have come to visit us for 2 weeks from South Africa.
Cyprus

Far Away Family…

I often think of my far away family and more so now the new baby is nearly here. As a British born Greek Cypriot, my beloved 95 year old Grandma (Yiayia) lives in Cyprus with the majority of my father's family and my husband is an English South African whose relatives live in Port Elizabeth.
Colette

The Circle of (Religious) Life…(HonestMum’s Blogging Carnival)

I was born and bred a Catholic. Growing up in West Ireland to an Irish Mother whose own family stemmed from a deeply religious background it was inevitable I would follow the same path. Admiration, of course, to my parents for continuing not only this upbringing when we moved to England, but in also making the effort (because as I have since found out it IS an effort) for my sisters and I, to be schooled in Catholic schools.