Eight month old Zach hitches a ride in the excellent Carramio baby carrier, which proves a godsend for Mummy in that buggy unfriendly snow and ice…

The next time we nip down the road for a carvery, I’ll pop it in my handbag and know that I can just puree some potato and veg from my plate once I’m there…Elliott and Zach’s Mummy reviews the latest in food squashing…

The more babies that are born the more difficult it is to pick presents for the newborn, especially a) the newborn of someone you don’t really know and b) the newborn of someone you really do give a flying fig about…

At first mention Mummy was a little dubious about the whole idea of baby perfume. After all don’t babies smell of sugar and spice and all things nice? Then she thought a little bit…Ted for one smelled of poo 80% of the time…baby sick the other 20%….

Perfectly moulded for the most delicate of bums, fully adjustable to snugly fit all manner of toilet seats, rubber grip to prevent slippage, a raised front to collect any wee that was previously destined for the floor and a little rubber handle … just in case you’re as impressed with it as I am and want to hang it up on the bathroom wall.