Entries by Shankari Chandran

Things I miss about London (Part 1): John Lewis

Today I was walking through David Jones, a department store considered to be Australia’s finest.  I was lost and alone, with no one to turn to, and confused that the nursery section was not on the fourth floor right next to “Place to Eat” where it should have been. And it struck me. I missed John […]

Cleanliness is not next to Motherliness

It’s official, I smell. It’s been 8 days since I washed my hair and 3 days since I last showered.  The last time I addressed my leg hair was when I was 36 weeks pregnant and I was grooming myself for the hospital.  At that time I could not actually reach my legs and so […]

Television: Law & Disorder

It’s killing me. Today I brought Secundo, my beautiful little 5-year-old son, home from school.  He was very excited about his day, and more excited that I let him press some buttons in the car. He was happy. On entering the house, he realised that his sister had arrived earlier and she had contravened the Television Watching […]

Everything tastes better with bacon on it

Today I have eaten (in addition to three wholesome meals): one large bowl of cookies’n’cream ice cream; 6 pieces of Cadbury’s Marble chocolate (if you have not tried this you really should); 3 marshmallows; another marginally smaller bowl of cookies’n’cream ice cream; 4 cheezels; and 4 tablespoons of Milo (straight from the tin, no milk). […]

Baby born

Birth Announcement On Monday 29th March 2010 at 4:56pm Australian time, we welcomed into the world the latest (and last), the fourth (and final) little Duck. Our son (hereafter referred to as Newborn) has broken all previous family records for being a runt, and clearly takes after his father’s side – weighing an impressive 7lbs 14oz. I […]

Duck Formation – the etymology

In 2009 we moved back to Australia because I promised my mother and grandmother that I always would.  The “back” refers to me, the Australian amongst us. My husband is a born and bred Londoner who agreed to come with me, on the promise of an eternal summer (ok, may be I exaggerated the climatic […]