The adolescent Merman Getting lost can often be a good thing. We decided to return to the city centre via a different train station, Hellerup, as the Bodyworlds exhibition (see Part Three) was
Mum’s Gone to Copenhagen – Part Three – Bodyworlds
On city breaks there never seems enough time to travel into the suburbs. However on this trip we decided to miss seeing some of the main sights in order to visit Gunther van Hagens’ Bodyworlds
Mum’s Gone to Copenhagen – Part Two – Danes just wanna have fun.
Nyhavn – harbour in Copenhagen After the odd sleeping arrangements of the previous night (see last post ) we were grateful to be back together again for breakfast. The number of families with small children in
Mum’s Gone to Copenhagen – Part One – Cock up in Camelot
Bedroom, Hotel Kong Arthur, Copenhagen I had good vibes about Denmark from the outset. Their language for starters. A country which has the word Hej (pronounced Hi) for hello, Hej Hej (Hi Hi) for goodbye
Anyone for pickled penis?
I had to smile over my morning cuppa today when I turned to the back page of the News Review of the Sunday Times. Iceland’s Phallological Museum, which we visited in 2007, has, at long
My Perfect Cousin
John and Rory April 2011 One little boy is 15 weeks old and one big boy is 15 years old but they are both adorable to me. You may remember my nephew John was
My mum singing Habanera from Carmen, 1959
On last week’s gallery I talked about how proud I was of my mum and mentioned that she had sung an aria from Carmen on the first night of Tyne Tees Television in January 1959. Some
You’d have to be mad to nominate me…
As a parent blogger I’m aware that it’s time for nominations for The Mads, the awards for the best in mum and dad blogs. I wouldn’t ordinarily put my head above the parapet and