If you’re a parent, when someone close to you dies, one of the first thoughts will inevitably be ‘how will my child handle this?’ In many cases the reassuring and slightly bewildering answer may well be ‘an awful lot better than you think’.
One of the best things about being a grown-up is having the ability to make money.…
Cozmo is a real-life robot like you’ve only before seen in the movies. He’s smart, curious, mischievious and unlike anything ever created. Click through to read our review and watch a little video of the time we’ve had with our cute new robot pet…
If I told you that there was a two month period earlier on this year when I spent my evenings sobbing over my computer, a glass of wine and retro Spotify playlists you’d probably get a bit “U OK HUN?”.
It is said the most important car journey of your life will be the one where you take your baby home from the hospital. I remember it like it was yesterday; both of my baby’s hospital homecomings were done in a Renault Laguna, with me sat gingerly in the front passenger seat with a towel protecting my delicate c-section scar (those speed-bumps!), our precious bundle in the back all cosseted in a MaxiCosi car seat.
Hands up who’s been feeling the cosmic funk recently? I most certainly am: from the sleepless nights to the anxiety over sod all (and, oh yes, the small matter of the summer holiday juggle), I have not had the easiest fortnight. And, though I know some might put this train of thought down to woo woo, I like to blame the Summer retrograde.
On the eve of my 33rd birthday I Googled “what happens when you are 33?” which I think pretty much sums up my laissez faire attitude to my extra year.
As a bonafide grown-up (or so I’m told), there are lots of unexpected adult things I have to deal with. When I was a kid I dreamt of my mature years being lots of things: exotic, glamorous, fast-paced (and never so blimmin’ tired), but being a grown-up is quite different to how I anticipated.