For exotic, read Motherland pre-2010, written from Phnom Penh, the extraordinary, chaotic, steaming capital of Cambodia, where smiles mask sadness and mangoes and jasmine tumble freely over walls that keep poverty out. For ordinary, read recent ramblings from our new home, amidst the gorgeous rolling hills of Herefordshire, where England runs into Wales. Either way welcome to my Motherland. Wherever I am, I am teaching yoga and raising my three children, four hens and two ducks.
From serious reflection and evidence-based articles to funny stories, outraged rants, and the odd desperate cry for help, this is the blog for parents who want to make the world a better place but are just too busy raising children!
Whether it be within the confines of my own four walls, on the streets of