The Widow by Fiona Barton
Earlier this year, I read The Child, the second novel by Fiona Barton. I really loved it and more or less binge read it in a day, thanks to a return train journey to London (always the best time for reading), so I knew I had to read her first book – The Widow. When a man dies suddenly in an accident, his widow is suddenly free. Her husband had been accused of a terrible crime and now she no longer needs to stay quiet. Did he...
Happy birthday, 17 year old boy!
Seventeen years ago, a tiny baby boy popped into the world (‘popped’ after a very long labour). He was my first baby and suddenly I was a mum. That tiny baby became a gorgeous toddler. He became a big brother twice over. And then suddenly he was a teenager. And now he’s just a year away from becoming an adult! How did that happen? Everyone who knows my boy knows he is a character. He’s unique. We have a saying...
The Ed Sheeran concert
I told you about my husband sacrificing his Ed Sheeran ticket so my daughter could go to the concert and I told you about our ridiculously long journey to get there, but I didn’t actually tell you about the concert itself. And it was so good, I couldn’t really ignore it and NOT tell you about it. I’ve been to Wembley before, both for England matches and to watch Coldplay, but it never fails to take your breath away...
The athlete goes from strength to strength
A few weeks ago, I told you about my son, the athlete. He really seems to have found himself with athletics this summer and, since that post, has gone from strength to strength. I was reminded of his first parents’ evening, way back in year 7, when his PE teacher described him as ‘one of the best sportsmen in the cohort’. At that stage, he was just quite a good rugby player who could run fast. But his teacher could...