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25 Feb 2012

We need more schools...and now!

According to the Office of National Statistics, the UK population is projected to increase by more than four million to 65.6 million over the 10 year period to 2018. This increase is equivalent to an average annual rate of growth of 0.7 per cent between mid-2008 and mid-2018 with the population reaching 71.6 million by 2033.

I was somewhat surprised, therefore, to read this week that having projected this figures some time ago, no one in Government had thought that this baby boom may put further strain on our schools and an already acutely crowded primary school system.

Thousands of our young children are already being taught in temporary structures and the east London boroughs of Barking and Dagenham are looking at leasing space in former stores owned by MFI and Woolworths.  Sutton in south London is seeking permission to raise the class size limit for infants to 32, and others are expected to follow suit.

This is a worrying trend. 

Educated children are the best potential asset for growth we have in the UK and education is not an area that should be put under strain. 

Let’s get together to invest in our children now and build more schools.  The aim must be to reduce class size, attract more teachers who will want to work in better conditions and concentrate on fewer pupils, and ensure parents don’t have to endure the stress and anxiety associated with finding a decent school to educate their child.  This shouldn’t be the right of an elite minority.

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18 Feb 2012

Leap year

I was thinking, as its leap year this year, I should do something really special with my “extra day”.

Never at a loss for inspiration when it comes to treats, I thought I would have a little trip to my favourite destination, Aix en Provence (with the Brucy bonus of an extra day there).  Then I noticed that France was being hit by a big freeze – the France/Ireland rugby match in Paris was cancelled and - strikes at the airport threatened (now, there's a novelty!)

So from bonus days to bonus balls, I’m now thinking I should take a trip to the lucky county of Nottinghamshire instead,  to buy a lottery ticket.  With two mega Euromillions jackpot winners buying tickets in this part of England,  may be I could get lucky (I never win anything. The only time I had the winning ticket number in a raffle, I couldn't find my ticket!)

So when I've arrive in Nottingham and buy my winning ticket - what next? Before I pose for the paparazzi, I'll treat family Haberman to a well deserved pamper day at a spa (something that I buy for others but never seem to indulge in myself).  Bring on those bubble baths, massages, beauty treatments and soft towels, we are going to spend the whole day lounging around in dressing gowns and fluffy slippers, sipping Champagne whilst we will plan how to spend our winnings. (Well, a girl can dream!) 

In reality, on Feb 29th I'll probably take my grandson to the park to feed the ducks and round it all off by playing leap frog over the bollards in honour of our special day.

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10 Feb 2012

Mother language

It only seems like yesterday that I used a facsimile machine for the first time and the instant transmission had me giggling with incredulity. Yet, just a few short years later, the wonders of the internet are second nature to me. With the click of a mouse I can communicate in any language and interact with anyone just about any where on the world, in real time.

I use language tools a lot, particularly for French. I can speak it a bit, but with the technology available, I’ve become lazy. So, it is easier to communicate in print, rather than to speak on the phone. That is a shame because French is a beautiful language and the riches of colour and tone communicated by voice, are lost.

You only have to look at the beautiful hand crafted text in the Royal Manuscripts exhibition at the British Library, to see that every script is unique and encompasses something of the person who wrote it. There is something quintessentially human and individual in the irregularity, and imperfections that were lost when metal type and the printing press were introduced. Metal type text, still contained a little of the human element and irregularity that gave it an element of character, compared to the bland perfection of electronic text. If we don’t make an effort to hold on to individuality and diversity, I fear that the technological age will standardize everything and we will lose something very precious to our quality of life.

It’s the same with language. According to UNESCO, it is estimated that nearly half of the 6000 plus languages spoken today will disappear by the end of this century.

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3 Feb 2012

Understanding the language of babies

As every mum knows, babies communicate by crying. It is the only language they know. So wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could actually translate that language?  Well now you can with the help of The Blossom Method and the Dunston Technique

Great news for parents (and grandparents) whose babies’ cries really hit the spot!

The Blossom Method™

The concept of learning and understanding your baby’s body language and recognising signs of irritability, hunger and illness, has been documented by authoress and body language expert Vivien Sabel, who has written ‘The Blossom Method: The Revolutionary Way to Communicate With Your Baby From Birth.’

Vivien, who studied her own daughter Blossom as a baby, describes her observations in her new book.  She has come up with some groundbreaking techniques to help parents understand and communicate with their baby’s non-verbal forms of communications.

 ‘The Blossom Methodis available for pre-order from Amazon, you can view a video online which explains Vivien’s communication methods in more detail.

The Dunston Technique

I also recently came across the Dunstan technique. I’ve forwarded the link below for use with baby Sadie, our newest grandchild.

http://www.dunstanbaby.com

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21 Jan 2012

I smell a rat

There was a terrible smell coming from my (beautifully refurbished) loo last week.  Not the usual type of bathroom odour one would expect.  This was something far, far worse. 

I asked all my friends to have a sniff to see what they thought.  (Friends are good like that aren’t they?) The consensus was bad.  Very bad.  Must be the drains or a Victorian sewer problem, we agreed.

The drains man was quick to respond and very helpful.  ‘Sorry, madam, it’s not your drains,’ he said,  ‘but I think you have a decomposing rat somewhere!’ 

Field mice don’t trouble me, but London rats and dead one’s at that (particularly one that I can’t easily locate), isn’t good.

Come to think of it, I did hear scratching the other day coming behind the partition wall but didn’t give it a second thought. Now I can’t think of anything else. 

I could almost bear the ghastly smell (how long do rats take to decompose anyway?), but it’s the rest of the family, who may have sent out a search party, that I’m more worried about.

Any advice would be welcome.

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