Cloth Nappies Guide

One way we are both eco and frugal is by using reusable, washable cloth nappies.  I invested in a range of cloth when Chaos was born.  He used them until he was two… Continue reading

Central Portugal’s River Beaches

As lovely as beaches are I’m one of those people who really don’t like sand that much, it’s hot, gets absolutely everywhere and really isn’t at all child friendly.  If you have ever… Continue reading

Four Specialists in one day…Coimbra University Hospital 

A very, very long day at the hospital. We set of at 7.30 and only just arrived home at 6.30. Our first appointment with the Ophthalmologist, although scheduled for 9am didn’t happen until… Continue reading

N is for…Neurofibromatosis (NF1)

So tomorrow we find out of our 20 month old son Mayhem has neurofibromatosis, or NF1.  He’s had a pretty rough start to his little life so far health wise. By 10 weeks… Continue reading

Birthing, Breastfeeding and Tongue Ties

I have always caught my frenulum when eating, sticking out my tongue and generally when moving my tongue around my mouth.  I didn’t know it was called a frenulum, had no idea that… Continue reading

Schist Villages in Central Portugal

In central Portugal, between Coimbra and Castello Branco, there are some beautiful traditionally built schist villages (aldeias de xisto).  Schist is the stone they are built from, similar to slate (a type of crystalline… Continue reading

Peaceful Portugal

Leaving the UK and our comfortable lives behind, we pack up and head to Portugal

Go with the flow

This whole s**t scary topsy turvy situation had made us more than count our blessings.  Whilst trying to decide what we were going to do with our future Morley had follow ups with… Continue reading

Mayhem’s 1st Birthday

He had made it.  There were times when I feared he wouldn’t.  That the tumour would consume him, squish all of his vital organs and take control.  Dr Google said that a lot… Continue reading


We had been in hospital for the whole of August and into mid September, 6 weeks.  We were ready to escape. Excerpt from email to family: ‘We’ve made it, escaped, we have have left… Continue reading