Is this the end of the road for Hendrik and me?
It occurs to me that we are both definitely about to drown in this canal. But it’s a great parenting opportunity
In strides January, like a juicing fanatic hijacking a pub crawl. Time to go back to school
My Lawyer is turning 40 and this means one thing. Disposable underwear, of course.
I need a Netherlands number, and my netherlands are getting numb-er
“We’ll take care of him,” I say, with more hope than expectation. Meet Steve.
The holiday’s over and the clouds are gathering; dealing with the Relocation Blues
I break it to the six year old that we’re not getting divorced. She takes it pretty well
Moving out of your family home doesn’t have to be sad. Does it?
Would-be letting agents are insulting me and our school is parading all that we shall miss. It is possible that I’m taking it all a bit personally.