Stylus pens for iPad and iPhone

Stylus pens for use with iPhone and iPad.  Incredibly, they work.

Years ago, when electronic organisers first started making an appearance, you could get stylus pens to write on said appliances with. I always thought they were a bit wankerish. I mean, if I want to write with a pen, I'll write with a pen.

I've got an iPhone and an iPad. My children regularly use the iPad (I don't let them near my iPhone). I'm really not one of those people freaked by the thought of children and technology; but then, I'm a total technophile. I know how to control my technology and I'm not afraid of screens, and my children use them as part of a very balanced life.

But then, I got sent some sort of iPad magazine recently and in it were various ads for iPad/iPhone pens (I'm sure they work on other tablets/smart screens, but I don't know, we're an Apple household). This piqued my interest, since I thought they'd be really good for some apps on the iPad and  my partner has got really bad tendonitis from using his iPhone. So I reappraised my thoughts on stylus pens.

(Just to really smother myself in smugness, let me tell you that I taught myself to use my left hand - not naturally my dominant hand - to use my mouse 'n' stuff some years ago when I got such bad RSI I couldn't turn the pages of a magazine. As I was a fashion editor at the time, not being able to turn the pages of a magazine was a really Big Bad Thing.)

Anyway I bought one that had good reviews from Amazon and weren't too expensive: some are really dear. The one I bought is the Universal Capacitive Stylus Pen and it cost £5.99 for two. I wouldn't really pay more than that: no need as you're bound to lose it. Plus it may stop working in a few weeks: I'll report back.

Thus far it's really good. Great if you suffer from fat finger syndrome on the iPhone, but really comes into its own on the iPad for some of the apps that involve writing and drawing. Much more intuitive than using a finger. I don't think I'd take it out with me but for around the house/on the iPad it really helps keep your hands in a more natural position that that swipe thing you have to do. Of course I'm NOT A DOCTOR and its use may lead to even worse injuries. But I trust the Daily Mail will keep us informed of those.

There is a lead that you plug into the headphone socket to keep it safe, but you have to unplug it to use it.

Sun-San Sandals

Navy Salt Water Originals

Really, for quite a long time now, I've been looking for "Jesus sandals" that were popular in my youth. I couldn't think of a more perfect sandal for a small child.

But they were nowhere to be seen. The closest I ever got were Birkenstocks, but, in truth, I was tiring of the overly large foot print.

Then, quite by chance, @sunsansandals started following me (@AnnalisaB) on Twitter and there they were. My perfect child-hood sandals: Sun-San. Which I hadn't imagined at all. (And the style I remembered is called Surfer, shown in red below.)

They were American, but date back to the 1940's. They came to the UK last year and they've become, I hate to say this, the sandal du jour for children. I don't mind this since they are

a) incredibly practical - they can withstand salt water and can be washed in the washing machine
b) sensible - I'm not a Lilli Kelli kinda mum
c) gorgeous looking in that understated way - I'm not insane
d) proper sandals, therefore not cheap (average price: £34) but comparable with StartRite or Birkenstocks.

(Otherwise I just hate following trends, I am so contrary.)

Although I wanted to get both my children a pair - how cute would a three year old look in the Surfer style in red or tan? - in reality the youngest has some already that are perfectly okay and I can't justify spending £70 on two pairs of sandals.

But I did want to get my eldest some, since she needed something for the summer anyway (and Birkies, what she usually wears, cost the same). Today we found ourselves in Liberty with her Godmother who, so so kindly, bought her a pair. We got the Saltwater Original, which weren't the actual Jesus sandal I had planned on getting for her. But I left it between my daughter and her Godmother. Some transactions a mother shouldn't interfere with.

Side view, you can just see the fringes of my mother's incredibly ornate carpet

You can find stockists here. Although I'd personally advise trying them on in person first if possible: we tried them on in white first and they were huge, same size in navy fitted perfectly; otherwise pretty true to size I'd say. They range in price from £34-£40 and come in six designs/twelve colours, sizes 0-adult 3.

Apparently they are way cheaper in the States so if you know someone who lives there or are going there, that may be a way to save some pennies!

Update: I couldn't resist and bought my youngest a pair too. I don't regret it, they are gorgeous and make me happy every time I see them.

I love these sandals so much I want to eat them.

An update in late August 2012. Well Sun San has now launched its own online shop, which should help with the stock situation. I relented and bought myself a pair, in silver (£55 which included p&p). Me and my girls have worn almost nothing else but our Sun San sandals all summer and I cannot tell you how brilliant I think these sandals are. We have gone in the sea with them, gone surfing wearing them, built sandcastles and they look like new.

Weirdly, also, considering I find really flat shoes hard to wear all day, my feet don't hurt (anymore than they would anyway walking all day) in these. I get asked about them all the time and my friend Wendy bought seven pairs (or thereabouts) the moment the shop went live.

You do need to buy them so they are slightly tight I think. I'm a true 37 which is a 4.5 UK and I was unsure whether to get a 5 or 6 in Sun San. When I first tried on the 5 they felt too tight - as in not wide enough (obviously the length has to be right, they don't get longer!) I also tried the 6 and they felt really comfy from the off. But instinct told me the 5 would stretch and they did. Plus once you get them wet - and I recommend you do - and they dry on you, they'll be no more rubby bits. I never once have had to wear any sort of plasters with these.

Is it clear how much I love them? And just so you're absolutely sure no-one is telling me to say this let me assure you that I have accepted no freebies or discounts in relation to these sandals *

The sandals after surfing

My sandals.

A family of Sun San sandals. Now we just need a men's version.

* Well, this is no longer true. The UK distributor gave me a pair for free as a thank you (she had tried to give me a free pair in the spring and I said no) and I'm afraid, this time, I said yes thank you. Because I'm greedy, and a little bit broke after all the shopping I've done. 

Wee bags, for toddlers, for when they just have to go..

Wee-bag closed, fits into palm of your hand like this unless you have unnaturally tiny hands

The same open. Note jolly pics...

I'm not usually a fan for making a simple process more difficult. I mean, I like a bit of kit as much as the next person, but, especially where babies and children are concerned, you can be sold a lot of stuff you just don't need.

With potty training, some children like to go on a potty (my second learned to go on a potty, but would only perform, for the first week, with my pashmina over her head), some like little toilet seats. Some a combination of both. All fine. When you go out you may take a potty or the trainer seat or just hold your child particularly carefully whilst their tiny bottoms perch on an adult toilet seat and you try not to get freaked out that their hands are all over a public toilet seat.

But sometimes, especially when they're still very new to it all, you're not near a toilet or a potty, and they really need to go. Great if you can balance your child over a discreet bit of grass (one of my earliest memories is being held over the gutter by my mum, just by Paddington Street Gardens in London. I can't pass there without remembering...surprised there's not a plaque up there commemorating it...). But, you can't always, or they don't like it.

This is where these gizmos come in: TravelJohn Junior Disposable Urinal Bags. They're portable piss bags, basically. There is gel inside, so no spillage and you can, theoretically use them til they're full (they hold up to 600cc), but in truth they start to stink after a day or two. The top has a plastic shaped bit that you hold up to the child's groin. You can be really discreet using them too.

You probably won't need many, but they come in packs of three and I think they're great for emergencies. We keep on in the car, one in the pram, one floating around. (They fold up really small when empty, so can even fit in a pocket). I got mine from Amazon for £5.07 for three, so nearly £1.70 a bag. Not cheap but for when you have to go: really worth it.

Here's a piece I wrote for The Guardian about potty training.

Vintage dress patterns

This isn't the dress or cape pattern I got, but it's cute. And similar. But not the same. The actual pattern remains a state secret.

My eldest is having her first holy communion in a few months.

When I had mine, I wore a mini bride dress. This was waaaay before My Big Fat Gypsy wedding. It wasn't as voluminous as the dresses in MBFGW, but it was the 1970's so it wasn't a cool dress. I mean, I had a veil. And everything.

I do of course shudder when I think about it, although I try and focus on the positives, such as the green jam tarts we had at the 'reception'.

My sister's holy communion was held at one of the most beautiful and dramatic churches in the world (built on a mountain side, reached by funicular railway), in Italy, and had a lavish (to me) reception afterwards. I had mine at the school's local church with a reception in the church hall.

The injustice, readers, has never left me. (1)

The very first thing I asked our priest, when my daughter enrolled on her holy communion classes was "does she have to dress as a child bride". Because, frankly, I can't be doing with all that.

Gloriously, the answer was no, she doesn't.

Since every other little girl will probably be wearing white, or cream, I didn't want to go too rad. I mean appropriateness and all that. I thought I'd go for a smart, white/cream dress. Except she didn't have one, and the only ones you can buy are distinctly bridesmaid led. And expensive.

Recently, my mum had hauled out of the trunk that holds all of our childhood treasures one of my old tricot dresses, super simple, 1960's (even though I wore it in the 1970's). But it was red. My daughter looked amazing in it and I loved its simplicity.

I hoped she would fit into another old dress of mine, a cream crochet tunic. But it is too short. But it did give me an idea which is: super simple 1960's dress. With a cape. Think Courrege. Space age, but without (possibly, cos I don't think the priest will like that) the helmet.

Finding one of these off the peg is impossible. I know, I've tried and I'm pretty good at searching things out.

The only thing is to Make It. I was, after all, once seamstress to the Queen Mother. (2) And I do still have friends from that time. Well, one. Who makes spectacular clothes and has made spectacular clothes for my children. And has offered to help me. (3)

So I searched on line. And I found the perfect, perfect pattern. For a dress. And a fucking cape. I mean: P.E.R.F.E.C.T. It was from a website called What I Found, in the US. I emailed the owner and said "can you send it to me here and if so how much". I never expected an answer. But one came within five minutes. Fantastic service from someone called Tina.

The whole lot, plus postage, came to £8.70.

(1) Not really. I couldn't care less. But I use it to torment my parents occasionally.
(2) I was, for one month, before I was fired for painting my nails over the Queen Mother's chiffon. 
(3) This means she'll make it.

Ground linseeds, a fabulous cure for constipation (and a good source of omega 3s)

Linseeds (aka flax seeds). From L-R: whole linseeds, ground up, in the water.

Growing up in an Italian family, especially with a southern Italian mother, toilet habits were discussed often, openly, and everywhere. You'd meet someone, and within minutes they'd be talking about how constipated they were. If you were sat eating, even better.

Thus it is that I am very private about such matters. I discuss them rarely.

So it is with some trepidation that I tell you about something that my excellent nutritionist of yore, Vicki Edgson told me about when I was pregnant with my first. When you're pregnant, you can suffer really badly from constipation (I didn't cos of this tip). What Vicki recommended is that you take some linseeds (which are the highest vegetable source of omega 3 essential fatty acids), grind them up (this makes them more bio-available) and put them in a glass of water - I use hot water, the ground up seeds sort of swell up to make almost like a gel. They don't dissolve, getting them all down is a bit of an art and they're pretty disgusting to take, I warn you. But persevere. It's so worth it.

Do it first thing in the morning, glug it back and you don't have to worry about it again for 24 hours. If you try to hide the seeds in bread, biscuits, salads, soups you'll struggle to have as many as you need and you probably will end up not doing it (as well as taking in loads of extra calories that you may or may not need). Far better to just get it over with.

Linseeds are a bulker so they need to be taken with water (otherwise you may end up in pain!). I'd start with a teaspoon full and build up to a heaped teaspoon/half a tablespoon. You don't have to be precise.

Now, if you suffer from constipation and don't know why and you think you need to see a doctor, see a sodding doctor. I'm not one. But if you suffer occasionally, or find it hard to get enough fibre in your diet, this is a great, great trick. Plus you get a shot of omega 3s which ain't no bad thing - my cracked heels have completely gone since doing this again (I stopped for ages as I got lazy).

Indoor playsand

Indoor play sand. In action.

Yesterday I found myself with three hours between appointments. So I did what any sane person finding themselves in Oxford Street would do. I went to Selfridges, the place of my birth (really, almost, plus my Holy Communion dress was made there by my aunt who used to work in alterations there).

After wondering around books, buying myself a miniature Lola cupcake (red velvet with cream cheese topping, £1.25, delicious), looking at the artisan food stuffs that are beautiful but ludicrously expensive, I found myself in the not-small magazine section.

The world of crafts is really big now isn't it? There are sooo many magazines devoted to it. Most aren't really my thing but there was one which had a bit of everything in it and in it there was a recipe for playsand (cept they called it something else, but I don't remember what). It looked really easy (unlike everything else in those magazines that require old socks, broom  handles, glue, cut up gloves etc), so I tried it this morning.

You need:

Five measures of flour (methinks this is a good way to use up past sell-by-date flour)
One measures of baby oil

A bowl
A large, shallow plastic container, such as you see above. This you put the sand in to play.

You then mix the flour and baby oil together, kinda rub it together like crumble mixture. It'll look all dry but when you squeeze it together it holds. So it's brilliant for putting into containers and generally playing with.

My three year old has been playing with it for the past nearly-two hours. Then she found my Chanel lip gloss.

The £1000 kettle

Okay. So it's not actually a kettle and it doesn't really cost £1000 exactly (it costs from £830). But it grabbed your attention didn't it?

It's actually a Quooker boiling water tap which stores water in a 3L tank (you can get a 7L one but it costs much more, is much bigger and you don't really need that, really you don't in normal domestic circumstances) under the sink at 110C and delivers it at 100C - filtered. No more scummy tea. And it comes in a few different designs and finishes if you don't like that one.

(God, look. I know I sound like an ad. This isn't an ad. No-one has paid me to write this (I WISH) and as you'll see below, although I didn't pay full price because I bought it second hand, I didn't get any grace or favours and I don't give a toss if you buy one or not. The only reason I'm writing this is because when I was considering one, there were no really useful reviews and it's an expensive thing. So anyone with any Qs, do ask away...)

So, anyway, I'd been thinking about getting one of these for ages. Partly because I was sick of leaky kettles or ones that just kept breaking down after two years. But the cost was really putting me off. And the people who already had one were evanfuckinggelical about their bloody Quookers, and that was putting me off.

When we were re-doing our kitchen a couple of years ago, I had the opportunity to get one second hand from a friend at a really good price (it was new but she had changed her mind about which one she wanted) and so, I just jumped at the chance.

Anyway, Quooker isn't the only company that does these. Zip also does (Google them) but the tank that fits under the sink is hooge and they're even more expensive. Advantage with the Zip is that you also get cold filtered water through them but we didn't need this as we already have a Brita filter tap that delivers cold filtered water.

It's a very high-end piece of kit. You can't justify it in terms of cost of this vs not ever having to buy a kettle again, because you could buy several, several kettles for the price. The advantages are no more kettles or kettle leads, you take only the water you need (so it's more economical than boiling a kettle when you only need one cup). No more boiling the kettle, forgetting you've boiled it and then having to reboil it. But again you can't justify it in terms of electricity saving because the outlay is BIG. So I'm not going to. All I'm going to say is that we've had ours in use for about a year now and it's fantastic. Our electricity bills have definitely gone down, but whether it's due to that or not, I can't say.

It delivers perfectly boiling, filtered water and yes, tea tastes better. No more waiting for the water to boil to make pasta, or anything. (Yeah yeah, I know it only takes minutes but still.) You can sterilise knives you've just used to cut raw meat, chopping boards, blanch veg etc. But all of these things you can do with a kettle.

It's just that I don't want to.

It has a safety device which is you have to hold the tap handle down and turn it at the same time (but once pushed in it stays on). It's safer than a kettle in that if a child pulls a kettle on top of them, the entire contents will go on them. The Quooker delivers water at 0.05litres of a second. You still need to be careful with it however but in situ, it's incredibly safe even if the idea of it isn't.

Once it's dispensed 3L of water it takes about 10 minutes to refill and reheat. I've never found this a pain. It stores the water in a 3L or 7L triple insulated tank. If I recall correctly, the heated up water doesn't mix with the new cold water, i.e. you're not constantly boiling up the whole tank every time you dispense some water and the tank tops up. We have a electricity monitor and I can see that, when not actively heating the water - i.e. just storing it, it doesn't seem to use up any electricity.

There are various other hot water taps out there that cost not much at all, but they don't dispense water at 100C, so they're not boiling water taps.

If you're having your kitchen refitted or just like the latest gadgets this is one to seriously consider. I love love love mine.

In the meantime, let me tell you a true story about a very famous designer having her Quooker fitted. So VFD leaves her assistant to deal with the Quooker engineer. Quooker engineer fits the Quooker and shows VFD's assistant how to use it. "Oh no," says VFD's assistant, flapping the steam away, "VFD won't like that, it steams".

"That's because," says the Quooker engineer, "it's a boiling water tap and water at 100C causes steam."

"Oh no," says VFD's assistant "VFD won't like that, can't you do anything about the steam?"

Luckily, VFD loved the steam and the tap and had another fitted and everyone lived happily ever after.