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There is no way of saying this without blowing my own trumpet, so cover your ears if you don’t like the noise, but ‘Spies, Dad, Big Lauren and Me has been picked for the Richard and Judy Summer Book Club, … Continue reading →

After years of woeful neglect (tumbleweed rolling across the ether, broken bottles, possibly dog poo lurking at the edges), my website has been given a much-needed makeover and update. You can find out more about me, Rachel Riley, and my … Continue reading →

When I was about nine, my sole desire was to own a Twirly Curls Barbie. This was a normal Barbie (in the American sense of the word, i.e. not at all) but with the added genius of a key in … Continue reading →

I blame High School Musical – a film I blame for a lot of things (chirpy American accents, cheerleader outfits, being constantly told to ‘get my head in the game). But today, I am blaming it in part for Millie’s … Continue reading →

1. I know I am lucky. 2. I have not accepted the fact that I will never win an Oscar or the Grand National. 3. I have had plastic surgery. 4. The first time I met Tony Blair, I curtsied. … Continue reading →

I am obsessive about games. It is a genetic thing. All Nadins are ferociously competitive at everything from golf to Buckaroo (or at least we would have been had Buckeroo not been banned in our house due to other ferocious … Continue reading →

I am troubled by the notion of reality. So too is Millie. Though, one would hope, in vastly different ways, given the age gap, and the fact that I do not demand that my toy monkey is lightly chilled in … Continue reading →

There are laws, i.e. actual real ones, written on pigskin in Norman French or some other inappropriate language and kept in dark and fusty dungeons in the Houses of Parliament, guarded by a withered man in tights. And then there … Continue reading →

I think I have discovered a cure for the national obesity ‘epidemic’ that is currently sweeping the nation / ITV schedules. It is not a miracle pill. It is my mother. In the past, specifically when I have been at … Continue reading →