A little ditty for Alpine Papa, to explain why the house is always so chaotic when he comes home from work, and why our waistlines are ever-increasing…
My recent (rather lengthy) bout of writer’s block has been caused by the overwhelming stress of hiring (and then almost immediately firing) a crazy, irresponsible, spoilt, arrogant and quite frankly useless au pair…
Or rather, it’s down to me being so traumatised by the whole event that every time I try to write about it I just can’t get it out. I wanted to do a “hilarious” look at the stress she caused our family: amusingly recounting all the crazy things she did in the 6 days she was with us (yep, 6 days!!! and she only worked for 3 of those days!). It was going to be called “50 reasons to fire your au pair (and these ALL happened to us!)“. I was not having a problem finding 50 things to list, that’s for sure. Continue reading
Oh dear. It’s been ages, hasn’t it? Over a month in fact, since my last post. And it was going so well! (But don’t say I didn’t warn you – quote: “Not sure how long the blog will last (I was never very good at Dear Diary when I was younger…) and I’m sure it won’t be that interesting, but here goes!”.)
So, I hope you all missed me?! My inbox has been inundated with concerned inquiries about where I might be and when I’m going to start blogging again (ahem). So I’m feeling a bit of pressure here – perhaps you’re all expecting stories about how I’ve been wrestling wild wolves in the mountains; or how I’ve been lost in 2 metre-high snowdrifts having trekked back from the chocolate shop in a snowstorm; or how I’ve been cross-country ski-ing my way through the Alps with just a baguette in my bag and a baby on my back.
Sorry. Nothing so exciting has been keeping me from my updates. I’ve just lost the habit. And not much has been going on really, so the habit stayed lost. And when something interesting did happen I was usually up to my neck in pooey nappies or snotty tissues and so never found the time to write.
So I’ve decided to do a “Top 5 things that have happened in Alpine Mummy’s life over the last two months” post. Catchy title, no?
So, here you are, pop-pickers, in at number 5:
It turns out that a lot of European traditions are very similar, albeit with certain national differences. I like that about the world – we’re all the same, really, we just pretend we’re not…
Anyway, a fellow expat blogger, Piglet in Portugal, posted recently about Boli Rei, which turns out to be pretty much the same idea as the French Galette des Rois – a tasty cake to mark Epiphany on 6 January. Any tradition involving cake is a good thing in my book. Hhhmmmm, cake…. Continue reading