Readers: I am wrong. Very, very wrong. When I first heard the National Portrait Gallery were staging a Michael Jackson exhibition, I was very dismissive of it. ‘What a load of tosh – they must be desperate!’ I thought to myself. And then one piping hot day I found myself with time to kill and a teenager to entertain in…
View PostTwo summers ago we set off for a holiday in the Loire Valley with more trepidation about our accommodation than usual. We had booked a beautiful three bedroom home in a converted farmhouse. It had a lovely large garden with a little pop up swimming pool to cool off in. So why the nerves, you might ask? Because it was…
View PostEyebrows were raised when I told people our main family holiday this year was a house swap to Amsterdam. With its infamous cannabis cafes and Red Light District, the city is often associated with sex and drugs rather than family activities. Those who had visited had invariably gone for just a weekend, and couldn’t imagine how we would fill one…
View Post“I want to see her face” repeats my four year old, her voice still peppered with uncertainty. She in unsure of what to make of this… not quite human thing, making slow, languishing movements in its lurid 70s orange and green paisley outfit. But one thing is absolutely certain in her mind – the Squash is absolutely, definitely a girl.…
View PostAsterix – at the Jewish Museum? The cartoon escapades of the plucky Gaul resisting Roman occupation have delighted countless people around the world since his first appearance in 1959. Asterix has sold over 500 million books, been translated into 150 languages, and featured in 100 film adaptations. Given this enormous and enduring popularity, it seems remarkable that Asterix’s co-creator, writer René…
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