In which I continue to seek part time employment as the ruler of the world. Perry de Havilland on A quote from when Venezuela was socialism being done rather than socialism not being done. Michael Jennings on A face and some windows. 6000 on BMdotcom mixed metaphor of the day. A wedding photo session in March 2008.

Bloggering Off - For Good. The jockeying for position has started.

My travel diary - an exploration of some parts of the world along the route of the ancient Silk Road - the historical link between east and west, which shaped so much of our current world. Thursday, 21 February 2008. Such is the joy of living in a country where the vodka costs more than the mixers. After all that, we set off from Karakol on the long trip along the southern shore of Lake Issyk-Kul on a 2 day trip over the mountains to Osh. The 1st leg of the journey included David the Aussie, luckily .

A single parent bringing up a child alone with constant persecution by a revolting State Bureaucracy obsessed with being unimaginably nasty. GETTING BACK TO THE REAL WORLD AFTER BEING IN THE CLUTCHES OF SOCIAL SERVICES. My son announced by means of a voicemail message he sent me.

CLICK HERE FOR THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Too Young for a Midlife, Too Old for a Tantrum. Wednesday, 26 August 2009. Posted by The Woman who Can. Sunday, 14 September 2008. I teased a little, and then life got in the way, as life is always wont to do. What did you think? .

I walk the line between indifference and, meh, whatever. Monday, 31 December 2007. I am still alive - honest! I hang my head in shame - a shame that has the name laziness. I have not blogged for a whole two months, but there is a reason, honest. In History - my favourite subject, which is weird. Take it one step at a time, but what if.

NEW MUM IN TOWN - THE SEQUEL. There was an error in this gadget. Tuesday, 1 February 2011. A long journey it was too, replete with false starts, sadness, uncertainty and then nausea. Lots and lots of nausea. Friday, 4 July 2008. Mad mum on the run. There she is again! Trying hard not to trip over .

The diary of wife, mother and failed domestic goddess in Africa. The face of an unknown child smiles from the pages of newspapers or a television screen. And then the face vanishes and the next news item is highlighted and you get up to make a cup of tea or let the cat out or fix supper. Since last Thursday, I have. The scaremongers would have us believe.

How to chuck in your career and stay at home with the kidz. Hangovers and children part 1. It had something to do with the decadence of drinking Louis Latour Meursault in vast quantities whilst nibbling on the best soft cheeses from Normandie. It had something to do with meeting up with close family for the first time in at least a month. I think most of the early part of this .