Category Archives: Diary of a Housewife

Signs I need as a pedestrian

Being a pedestrian in Brussels is infuriating. The combination of constantly having to dodge dog poo and dangerously driven tax free company cars makes me feel that instead of mouthing swear words at SUV drivers I need actual signs in multiple languages! And yes, it is a systemic problem that we have designed our citiesContinue reading “Signs I need as a pedestrian”

Learning French

My daughter has been going to a local French speaking creche since she was 9 months old. We only speak English at home to her so all the French she knows is from the creche and it is hilarious to hear her laying into her dollies at home. Don’t get me wrong she loves theContinue reading “Learning French”

The walk home

This sequence of events is a regular occurrence on our walks home together from the playground. *Our two year old goes to a local French speaking creche, and so she speaks a mix of French and English. She very often says the verb in French – so ‘Mummy I fell over’ is ‘Mami I tombeed!’Continue reading “The walk home”

The fifth wave

I’m so torn between keeping my daughter in school because she’s six, she needs school! She needs friends! She needs to get out of the house! I need her out of the house! Set against the inevitability of her getting covid in the next few weeks given the higher transmissibility of the Omicron variant andContinue reading “The fifth wave”