makar [ˈmækər]
n (Literature / Poetry) Scot a creative artist, esp a poet
[a Scot variant of maker]

Thursday, July 21, 2011


{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Inspired by Soulemama

Wednesday, July 20, 2011




Towards the end of last year, my husband became a little bit obsessed with sourdough. He created something called "starter", or as he lovingly referred to it, "Uncle Fester". It bubbled away in the laundry room for a week or so, and then he (my husband, not Uncle Fester) went away for a few days. Well, let's just say, I started to notice a rather unpleasant odour in the house, which I eventually tracked down to a bubbling mass of fungus in the laundry room...Uncle Fester was swiftly consigned to the bin. To appease my disappointed husband, I signed him up for a beginner's course in sourdough baking, which he finally managed to attend a couple of weeks back. It's taught by the amazing Yoke Mardewi, whose beautiful book we have pored over, and has made him even more obsessive! At least now, the end result is a house that smells of delicious baking and bellies full of fabulous bread...


Saturday, July 16, 2011



Her (upon being served a bowl of delicious creamy potato bake): "I don't like potatoes."
Me: "What do you mean you don't like potatoes? What about chips?"
Her: "I LOVE chips!"
Me: "Well, chips are made from potatoes."
Her: "No, they're not."
Me: "What are they made from then?"
Her: "Salt."
Me: "Of course..."

Friday, July 15, 2011


{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Inspired by Soulemama

Saturday, July 9, 2011

I've been feeling a lot more inspired in the kitchen lately - something to do with the cold weather and my chilly house, and how comforting a hot oven and a belly full of delicious food can be...







Friday, July 8, 2011


{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Thursday, July 7, 2011



Today, a mother of two revealed to me that she never planned to be a mother. If it hadn't been for the accidental first pregnancy altering her perspective, she was quite happy to not have children. This made me think about my own maternal feelings and how strongly I always wanted to be a mum. Even in my teens, I longed to have babies. I remember holding my cousin's baby when I was seventeen and experiencing an overwhelming, physical response to the little bundle in my arms. During a conversation with some school friends a few years earlier, someone had suggested that they couldn't imagine me having children (they thought I'd be too busy with my career...yeah, right!) and I was devastated by the remark. I went home and cried because to me being a mother was so great a part of my vision of myself and my future life. I've always said that I would like two, a boy and a girl (which I have), but secretly I harboured the fantasy of a bigger family, by which I mean three or four. I am an impulsive idealist and I don't think I ever seriously considered the practicalities of this scenario, or the sacrifices that are asked of us when we become mothers. Those were details and I'd work them out as I went along: more than anything else, I just wanted the experience of motherhood.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011


Her: "Mummy, what do you want to be when you grow up"
Me: "I have grown-up."
Her: "But what do you want to be when you're bigger?"
Me: "That's a good question. I don't know."
Her: "Would you like to be a fairy with me?"
Me: "Yes, I would. That sounds like a great idea."

And thus the problem of my big identity crisis was solved: I'm going to be a fairy.

Friday, July 1, 2011


{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Inspired by Soulemama

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