AuthorAdele Jarrett-Kerr

Writer, blogger, home educating mama of two, another baby on the way, breastfeeding helper, wife of a good 'un, Christian, crafter, displaced Trini.

Me, a pick up artist?

Then the moment of truth comes, will I initiate the exchange of numbers? She's got no reason to initiate it. She's settled in her life, her social group. So it's up to me to make that move. And more often than not, I don't. I just hope we'll bump...

Feast, famine or funny food

In this flat, we have a bedtime routine that I'm not altogether proud of. If we stay up beyond 11, I'll almost inevitably go into a funk that doesn't allow me to go to bed without making a fuss. It goes like this.

Driving’s for losers

Yesterday I proved that my husband is patient enough to put his life and, more impressively, car into my shaky hands simply to encourage me. He yelled, “Brakes!” a couple of times but there were no beads of sweat, whispered prayers or attempts at...