Category Archives: Watsonalia

I have never been tall.  Unlike some of my ‘willowier’ friends, I have never had to complain about short men or had to eschew heels for a pair of flats.  Instead, I have spent a life-time cursing the standardised 34 …   Continue reading →

Flying with children is a messy business.  Suffice it to say that I’m the mother you glare at when travelling without children yourself (or, alternatively, the one you are pathetically grateful to, for having similarly or even more atrociously behaved …   Continue reading →

Dear Squiblet, I have had to interrupt my transmission about adventuring in the Orient to get something off my chest.  If, like me, you have managed to get this far into the month and forgotten about Valentine’s Day, then you …   Continue reading →

Dear ‘blogee’ of Viveteria, I wish there was a slightly more glamorous term for you.  I, for one,  feel cheated by the word ‘blogger’.  Apologies to all the brave and the good techno-people out there who keep us web-connected but …   Continue reading →