I am from

Back in May I got to attend the Amahoro gathering in Uganda, together with some of the wonderful She Loves ladies. I had late night conversations with my roomie Teen; we called the ever-brave Leigh when we had ghekko “issues”; and we spent an incredible four days at Kelley’s beautiful home in Burundi. One of…

Denmark (our summer)

We flew back from Copenhagen early yesterday morning, waving goodbye to our friends and wrapping their gorgeous girls into hugs as we packed our suitcases into the car. I’d thought I might have time for a blog post or two, here or there. But it turns out that completely gutting and reinstalling a kitchen in…

A long weekend in Paris

This is one of the beautiful things about living in Europe. (This is how we talk, we Brits – we talk about Europe as a completely separate place we are not part of). Luxembourg is like a little hub in easy driving distance of so many great cities and towns. Brussels? Two hours. Geneva? Five…

On going home…

You’ll be an expat for a while and you’ll have got used to keeping in touch with friends and family back home in a kind of random, long-distance way – a bit of skyping, some texting, some calling when skype is playing up, lots of facebooking. Then one day you’ll realise you haven’t actually been…

A cloud of witnesses in my kitchen

I spent Friday in the kitchen, creating a whirlwind of pots, pans, spoons and measuring cups. I was co-hosting a baby shower that evening and had desserts to make for 20 wonderful women. As always, it wasn’t quite as smooth a process as I always have in my mind. Less unruffled-Nigella-Lawson, more Monica-Geller-at-Thanksgiving. I had…