Bibsey

Bill and Beatrix sit around the camp fire. Bill: Once upon a time in the mountains of Andalucia, some believe, around the year twelvety dos, head priestess of the Fickle Lotus Toddler Clan, Bibsey Pai Mei, was (not) eating her breakfast, contemplating whatever it is that a toddler of Bibsey Pai Mei’s infinite power and wisdom  [ Read More ]

Mr B is away and Bibsey is at the childminders. I could almost just leave it there couldn’t I? Just tell you that I’m home alone and post a picture of myself outside on my terrace with a lovely cup of coffee… Of course I am not going to do that because my blogger’s hands  [ Read More ]

  #SilentSunday

You know that thing, when you are a mother, or father, and your children come uninvited, not just to witness, but to actively watch you, as an adult woman, or man, doing whatever it is that you do in the toilet? Yep. That. Here are this week’s toilet encounters with the inquisitive Bibsey: “What’s that?!  [ Read More ]

So, this week Bibsey went to her first acequia party. Oh my goodness what fun for little girls and boys in wellies. The acequia is a system of irrigation which is managed by the community. It operates according to a fairly strict timetable so that everyone has access to water during the hot summer months  [ Read More ]

¡Hola todos! Soy yo, Bibsey. Yes, it’s me, and I am running the show today. It has been a while since I posted and this time we find ourselves in much happier circumstances. There is a nice lady called Mary, who also lives near the mountains and sea, like us, but in far away place called  [ Read More ]

Yes, more shameless navel gazing. *stats drop off cliff continues regardless* To finally put the (re-sealable) lid on the April 2012 Blogging from AtoZ Challenge, those nice bloggin’ fairies over at Challenge HQ have asked the survivors to write a leedle post to reflect on how the whole thing went. They have even asked for  [ Read More ]

    #Silent Sunday

During April, when I was in the throws of the post-a-day A-Z challenge, I wrote a To Do List. This was a list of things I was ‘to do’ when the daily blogging nonsense was over and I had a bit more time. One of the things on the list was to bake savoury muffins.  [ Read More ]

… sleep tight. Be a good girl and go straight to sleep. Love you. Sleep well. Sweet dreams. And Mummy will see you in the morning. I say pretty much the exact same thing to Bibsey every single night as Mr B and I tuck her in to bed. And these days, most nights, that  [ Read More ]

Happy Monday y’all. It’s a bright and windy day up here on the mountain. And a hellava day to finish the alphabet wouldn’t you say? In the last twenty six days of blogging to the alphabet I don’t think that I have come out in favour of a particular letter… but Zed I have to  [ Read More ]

  #SilentSunday

Y if for Yadda. A lot of old yadda has been talked on my blog over the last few weeks. I don’t know why I am writing this in the passive voice. The yadda has come directly from me and has pretty much gone along the lines of: #atozchallenge yadda yadda, A is for arse  [ Read More ]

X is for Xanthippe. In dim distant early April when I started the A-Z Challenge, I mentioned that I would write about xylophones when I got to the letter X. I tried, but I just can’t do it. I was boring even MYSELF. No offence to percussionists out there but I am just not qualified  [ Read More ]

  W is for Wishes. Hooray. I was so hoping that one of the Listography challenges over at Kate Takes 5 would dovetail with my April Alphabetical Odyssey, and it has! This week she asks: If you were able to influence the Fairy Godmother, what would you wish for your children? Here’s mine: For today I wish  [ Read More ]

  V is for Beerhen and Baheena… it is. I put a tweet out today asking for suggestions for today’s letter – the letter V. But because this is a family type blog – ish, I did say that vaginas need not apply. Oops! I’ve just lost as least one reader with that word: my sister.  [ Read More ]

  U is for Uh-oh! I made pact (not exactly Faustian, but pretty devilish all the same) with the blogging fairies to post every day in April (‘cept Sundays) to the letters of the alphabet. But today I come to my precious MacBook and I find that my blog is undone! Someone has neglected to  [ Read More ]

T is for To Do List. As we turn into the A-Z home straight, my mind can’t help but wander towards all the things that I have to do once the challenge is over. It has been the most marvellous distraction and excuse for not doing the most basic of jobs (not to mention the  [ Read More ]

    #SilentSunday

S is for Seven. A favourite number. My birthday also. This is my lazy-arse Saturday entry for the letter S. Nothing clever, nothing witty, nothing smart. Just me, the dictionary and seven words that just happen to begin with S. Oh, and they are Spanish words. Makes sense on this blog right? 1. Sábado: Saturday of  [ Read More ]

R is for rider. Bibsey’s rock and roll rider. And before I say another word I must immediately give credit for this blog post to Jess Topper of I’ll Blog When I’m Dead. Jess is an ex-librarian turned rock n’ roll number cruncher, a blogger, and a mother, who is also currently cracking on through the alphabet  [ Read More ]

Q is for querer: to want or to love. Te quiero: I love you. I wanted to write about love today because for some reason I was writing about laziness on the day that the letter L came up. And when I thought of love, the first thing that came to mind was of cuddling  [ Read More ]

P is for playing away and for problem. Today I will be playing away. And by that I mean today’s post, in which I identify a problem with life in sunny Spain, is guesting over at the very brilliant and funny Very Bored in Catalunya. Click the donkey and he will take you there.    [ Read More ]

O is for odd socks. Here’s one for the anals of category Apropos of Absolutely Nada. It is very much apparent within these pages that I am no domestic goddess. You don’t have to look far to find me struggling with domesticity, cutting corners with baby wipes and generally peeing on the laminate. There is  [ Read More ]

N is for names. How did you name your blog? I’ll go first shall I? I sometimes wonder if people may be a little put off by the name of my blog. It doesn’t really tell you very much about the content at first glance. It hardly does what it says on the tin. A  [ Read More ]

  #SilentSunday      

M is for mountain. I couldn’t let the letter M go by without devoting some blog inches to the Mountain (which has taken on the rank of Proper Noun for the purposes of this post). In much the same way as NYC is the ‘other star’ in Sex and the City, the Mountain plays a  [ Read More ]

L is for lazy. I may have spoken about my lazy streak before here and there. And today I find that in my alphabetic desperation it is time to invoke my inner slattern once more. If given the chance, left to my own devices, I would lie in bed, not get dressed, just eat cereal out of  [ Read More ]

K is for knowledge. Here is a list of the things that I know now that, if I had the chance, I would pass on to my younger self. Apart from the obvious stuff about bad hair and clothes… To my teenage self I would say To anyone who tells you to aim a little  [ Read More ]

J is for Joyeux anniversaire! ¡Feliz cumpleaños! Happy Birthday Bibsey! This week Bibsey turns two. I will not turn back the clock two years and relive the pain of childbirth here on the blog. Not today anyway. Instead here are some pictures to celebrate my darling little girl:     What next year? Blogging? Rocket  [ Read More ]