Gardening for grandmothers

Last week was I.’s third birthday, so another rain of presents descended.  Perhaps he’ll think this is normal, in which case a rude awakening awaits. Their house looks like a toyshop, I observed to Esther, who said yes, she  keeps meaning to do a cull, but a) this can only be done while I. and the baby … Read more

Are babies human?

I feel increasingly caddish on my weekly visits to Esther.  Here am I, leading the life of Riley, all the pleasures of family life and none of the pain.  Esther’s job, on the other hand, is compulsory and fulltime.  If she needs to escape, whether to preserve her sanity or dip back into the world of work, … Read more