Author: Joanna Hazelton
Who Needs Kylie When You’ve Got a Mini-Greenhouse
30 November 2012 - Joanna Hazelton
“Hark the herald angels sing!”…..I’ve finally got the presents for the children sorted. Father Christmas has his sack packed and I’m pretty much there.
Just the rest of the family to buy Christmas presents for now!
But where to start? I suppose my husband really should be at the top of the Christmas present list. But what do you get a husband who is married to everything he could possibly want in his life?!!
Who Needs Kylie When You've Got a Mini-Greenhouse
- Joanna Hazelton
“Hark the herald angels sing!”…..I’ve finally got the presents for the children sorted. Father Christmas has his sack packed and I’m pretty much there.
Just the rest of the family to buy Christmas presents for now!
But where to start? I suppose my husband really should be at the top of the Christmas present list. But what do you get a husband who is married to everything he could possibly want in his life?!!
Have Fun Getting the Playhouse Down the Chimney
20 November 2012 - Joanna Hazelton
There’s a lot about Christmas I really love; family get togethers, too much food and wine, excited children.
But there’s a lot about Christmas I really dread; family get togethers, too much food and wine, excited children.
And being a mum and Father Christmas all rolled into one, having to choose a mountain of Christmas presents for the kids (let alone the expense) brings me out in a cold sweat. Tangerines, annuals and chocolate coins don’t swing it like they used to. (Still, at least I know what my husband wants gift wrapped for Christmas – and that’s free!)
No Fireworks Tonight, Darling
30 October 2012 - Joanna Hazelton
No, it can’t be. Not that time of year again already. It only feels like yesterday I was frolicking through fields picking buttercups….
But there really is no escaping it now and I have to face the fact that the clocks go back soon. Although an extra hour in bed in the morning will be welcome. Ah, yes, we have kids, that’s not going to happen.
Then before we know it, we’ll be carving pumpkins, trick or treating, toasting (or is it burning?) marshmallows on the bonfire, scorching fingers on sparklers and attempting to keep our fireworks vertical and from not flying horizontally through our fence into the neighbours’ garden (my husband has been banned from lighting a firework ever again!).
Then before we know it, we’ll be carving pumpkins, trick or treating, toasting (or is it burning?) marshmallows on the bonfire, scorching fingers on sparklers and attempting to keep our fireworks vertical and from not flying horizontally through our fence into the neighbours’ garden (my husband has been banned from lighting a firework ever again!).