This website was invented many years ago, when the author kept coming across interesting things in pockets whilst doing laundry. Like small, terrified reptiles. Blogging about raising children in the rainforest, moving them to the UK and watching them leave home one by one to have their own adventures has gradually been replaced by a return to grownup life for their mother, Nan Sheppard, who is an anthropologist, writer and public international law consultant.
I love getting photos and cards of families at Christmas time. They are usually so GORGEOUS, happy, smiling, hugging, nicely dressed with shoes and all. I even heard about one family who booked a room at a gorgeous historic home once a year, decorated it all Christmassy WITH wrapped boxes to look like presents, and had photos taken of themselves there to send to all and sundry. I'm not sure if this is sheer brilliance or not. I will stick with the "Throw everything in the laundry basket and stuff it in a cupboard" style of Christmas pre-guest tidying, and crop out the messy bits when I'm sending photos. If you ever get photos from me which are lopsided, and you think, "Why have you got all of that son but only the side of the other one's face in this photo?" It's almost certainly because there was a crisp packet and a dirty sock in front of the other one. So now you know.