One of my best ever Christmas presents was a membership to the National Portrait Gallery – I just love it there because there is always something interesting to see. This week I went along with Marvellous Mother In Law to see the Queen…well, an exhibition about her Madge. There are sixty photographs and portraits covering the last sixty years and, as she is one of the few women I really admire (well, she hasn’t put a foot wrong has she), I really enjoyed this small but interesting display which documents some of the iconic images that have been taken of her during her reign.
On the train home back to rural-land, Marvellous Mother In Law looked me earnestly in the eyes and asked “Do you like to read explicit sex books?” to which my open mouthed reply was “No, not really”. Well, she continued, you should read Fifty Shades of Grey. Coincidentally, someone else mentioned this book to me saying that it was “life changing” (strangely, they didn’t mention it was an erotic novel) and so I needed no more prompting and dashed into WH Smith and bought it – now all I have to do it find the time to read it… will report back once I have.
My third and final recommendation is The Real Flower Company who grow their own flowers and herbs near me in Sussex. Sadly, it was not me, but a friend, who was the lucky recipient of a stunning bouquet of blush pink roses artfully arranged with long sprigs of fragrant mint. Will definitely use this company when I want to send someone lovely something lovely.
Ellie – don’t be anxious, check out Mumsnet they have a special section on teenagers. I know my experience is limited, having just the one son, but I believe it is more important to tell your child that they can always talk to you about anything without embarrassment. Not sure a lecture about things your daughter may not even have thought of yet is the best idea? All I know is that this tactic worked with my son – although it initially took him some time to imagine that an old woman like me could ever have been a teenager and therefore could relate to stuff he was interested in, he still confides in me at the grand old age of 19.
Bye for now,