A headline recently caught my eye, ‘Watchdog approves 3-parent IVF babies’.
After giving myself a headache trying to visualize how 3 parent conception might work, I read further as you can from the following link:
Read here for the story
As even your lowliest geneticist will tell you, DNA (DeoxyRiboNucleic acid) is made up of . . . → Read More: This is my Dad, my Mum, and my other Mum…
My family is Caucasian, hailing from Western Europe, but from so many generations ago that there are no traditions from their homes.
Our traditions are few and far between. Hot dinner on Christmas Day with pudding containing shillings and pence. Fishing in the summer at the back beach. Fruit salad in the morning with my grandfather. . . . → Read More: What are your traditions?
My great-grandmother, if my mother’s second-hand tales are to be believed, was more than a little unbalanced.
Throwing your daughter out 70 years ago, when she had brought no disgrace to your door, was not what one would call normal behaviour.
She is an example of a branch of the tree some of my family . . . → Read More: The apple and the tree
Anyone who’s been paying any attention to my self-indulgent grumblings of late may know I’ve just come off working 14 days straight. In the midst of all this work presented me with the not-too-shabby problem of having too much annual leave saved up so in the interest of keeping the peace I’ve gone ahead and . . . → Read More: Tuesday Musings: Free time
In a post a while back PP mentioned “I’m also going to try and catch up with my half brother the other night which will be great.”
That got me thinking, as I have a half-sister. This is something I hardly ever remember (not the fact that she exists, but the fact she is a . . . → Read More: Of Kith and Kin
Mother’s Day is coming up this weekend, and the advertisers are clamoring to sell their wares once more.
I’m told, courtesy of a local pharmacy, that the perfume they’re selling would be the “perfect” Mother’s Day gift. Except Ticketmaster seems to think I should send her to a concert. One of my IT suppliers is . . . → Read More: FOF – Familial Offerings on Friday
I imagine by the time this post appears I will have flown into Newcastle and be up to my elbows in prawn heads, I’ll be peeling them in preparation for our traditional Good Friday evening feast.
I remember wondering why we ate fish on Good Friday, my mum adapted the Christian tradition to suit herself . . . → Read More: Fish on Friday
Mrs H is away for a fortnight. Along with a close friend (and honorary family member) she has taken the grandsons on a holiday to Queensland. She has been away a week and a half and will return on Sunday. D2, hubby and son are living here so, strictly speaking, I haven’t been lonely. They . . . → Read More: Absence makes the heart grow fonder
I spend a fair amount of time on YouTube as I have confessed many times. Sometimes watching things that have to do with a business interest that is my personal project for 2012 but mostly watching cats do crazy stuff or other people playing games or song parodies or comedy skits or Tim Minchin concerts . . . → Read More: Announcing you are in the family way
When I’m really honest about it I love Christmas for two reasons. Firstly that I get a little bit of extra time off work even if it’s just the public holidays, and secondly gift wrapping, it’s my favourite thing. When I was a kid the reason was the surprise of unwrapping something unexpected.
I saw . . . → Read More: All I want for Christmas is….