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Daily Mail
4 days ago
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
Drew Barrymore, 50, shrugs off 'summer body' pressure as she suns herself on family yacht vacation
Drew Barrymore has once again demonstrated her refreshing normality - even while indulging in a luxury yacht holiday. The 50-year-old actress and talk show host was spotted spending quality time with her two daughters on a yacht off the South of France.
Washington Post
17-07-2025
- General
- Washington Post
Ask Sahaj: How do I keep my boundary-stomping parents from ruining my home?
Dear Sahaj: How can I get my Indian parents to respect boundaries? I am the youngest of two daughters, unmarried, but I am a surgeon who retired early for health reasons. My parents will move in with me when they can no longer live independently. Every time they visited in the past, they have taken over my home and ignored my boundaries in every possible way. My dad dug up plants I put in the garden to move them where he preferred. My mom rearranged my kitchen to suit her and brought things from her home to store in my closets. They ignored my strict directive to not bring anything moldy from their home and to clean anything they wanted to keep before bringing it. (I have a strong autoimmune reaction to the mold at their home, and it triggered a disease that is not in remission.)
Irish Times
16-07-2025
- General
- Irish Times
Róisín Ingle: I roar at my daughter so loudly for not wearing a bike helmet, a passerby asks her if she is okay
Feckin' açai bowls. Or acky bowls as our relatives in the North call them, because in fairness you'd never know how to pronounce the word if you hadn't heard it spoken out loud. At this stage my daughters are made up of one-third açai bowl, one-third iced coffee and one-third matcha (green drinks young people queue for in town that taste like grass). I mean, I assume they taste like grass. I'm not actually going to be caught drinking one of them. I'm 53. Feckin' matcha. Feckin' açai bowls. I don't understand the appeal of these things. I'm still not totally sure what an açai bowl is to be honest. These are the distances that must grow between you and your teenage children. Like the new words. They say 'whelp' and 'bro' and 'mate'. I blame TikTok . I blame Love Island . It's as it should be. The language is morphing. The trends are trending. Some young men walk past our house. One of them says 'sorry, dear' stepping to the side of the pavement. I wonder who he's talking to. He's talking to me. I am 'dear'. Oh dear. [ I have a secret urge to throw a good portion of my young children's 'art' in the bin Opens in new window ] Our daughters' bikes were left outside all winter. Rain fell. Then more rain. We hadn't bothered with a cover and now the bikes aren't fit for the road. Poor bikes, I think when I look at them. Chains rusting from lack of use. Locked to railings in our tiny front yard, going nowhere fast. I want them to be cyclists. To make good use of the brand new bike lanes that emerged after years of interminable roadworks that clogged up our north inner-city arteries. Two wheels good. They walk, they are not as averse to walking as their mother, thank goodness. They take buses. But on the bike. On the bike, girls, you won't know yourselves. READ MORE I give up trying to persuade them. I'm as bereft about this as I was about the fact that they don't seem to want to read books any more. It breaks my heart a bit even though I know what they do is none of my business. A friend gave me a framed picture of Khalil Gibran's poem when they were born 16 years ago, which begins 'your children are not your children ... you may give them your love, but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts'. I know, I know. And yet I mourn the books they'll never read. They will learn about life in other ways. It is okay. All will be well. But feckin' açai bowls. The bikes are wrecked. The books I buy gather dust. Then something miraculous happens. My daughters declare this to be The Summer of Reading. I come home and see them lounging on the sofa, not a screen in sight, only a big thick book. Rachel's Holiday. My heart skips a beat. Then they decide, sing hosannas, it will also be the Summer of Cycling. We bring the bikes to the brilliant men in Penny Farthing Cycles and they fix them up. We buy a cover. No more rust. It is one of those gorgeous sunny days, dripping with light. We have cycling plans. And then. A massive row. In the middle of a busy street. I want one daughter to wear a helmet and she isn't having any of it. She cycles away from me and I roar at her. I mean I roar. A passerby asks her if she is okay, if she needs help, that's how loud I roar. I am ashamed. I am out of order. Stricken. She's gone. A flurry of texts. Eventually she relents. She cycles to meet me and she gets an iced coffee (feckin' iced coffee) while I drink my Americano. We're at the Russell Street Bakery near Croke Park where such are the delectable ham and cheese croissants, that a group of burly builders tell me they've become addicted to them, the way some builders are addicted to chicken fillet rolls. The bakery is beside a branch of the charity Fighting Words. My daughter doesn't see the irony, not yet, but I do. I apologise. She forgives. She says even with the roaring she still wants to spend this sunny day with me. I'm moved almost to tears. Dublin Port's Tolka Estuary Greenway has views of the Clontarf seafront and Bull Island. We get helmets. We get the day back. We pick up picnic supplies in the bakery, we pick up her sister and we all cycle to the Dublin Port Tolka Estuary Greenway. You get there through the East Point Business Park. The greenway has been here for ages but we're only doing it now for the first time. 'It's like being on holidays,' my daughter says. Dappled light through the forest entrance. The estuary sparkling, butterflies crossing our path, birds flitting through wildflowers. The history of Dublin's docks laid out before us. We give out about our city. We wonder why we can't have nice things. But this is the nicest of nice things. [ Why has it taken so long to develop a greenway for Dublin Bay? Opens in new window ] We eat our picnic looking out at the bay, listening to the birds, feeling lucky. Much later, after the recoupling on Love Island, mate, we return to the greenway with their father. It's after 10pm. The moon is big and yellow. The lights from Clontarf dance on the water, the roosting birds louder now. The four of us have the place to ourselves. The swish of our bikes, the call of the birds. All will be well.
CNN
15-07-2025
- CNN
‘They were very happy': Russian mother defends decision to live with two daughters in remote Indian cave
A Russian woman and her two young daughters were found living in a cave deep in the forests of southern India years after her travel documents expired, according to local authorities. The woman, identified as Nina Kutina, 40, and her daughters, aged six and four, were found while inspectors were patrolling Ramatirtha Hill - a landslide-prone tourist site on the coast of southern Karnataka state - on July 9, according to a release issued by the office of local police superintendent M Narayana. They had lived in the cave for years, police said, adding that the mother's visa expired eight years ago. Kutina defended her decision to live off the grid with her daughters in an interview with India's ANI news agency, describing a life of swimming in waterfalls, painting and doing pottery. 'We have big experience to stay in nature, in jungle. We were not dying. I did not bring my daughters to die in jungle,' Kutina told ANI in English, while seated next to her daughters in a car. 'They did not feel bad. They were very happy.' Kutina said their visas had 'finished… a short while ago' and that her family had lived in four countries before they went to India in 2017. Police said records showed she arrived in Goa on a business visa that expired in April 2017 and left the country to Nepal in September 2018, before returning to India. Kutina was 'reluctant to provide proper details regarding her and her children's passport and visa,' Narayana said. She did not reveal whether her children were born in India or Russia, but she told authorities she had a son who died in Goa, Narayana told CNN. 'She does not want to leave as she loves the nature, but we have to follow procedure,' Narayana said. The fact she managed to be in India since 2017, without the knowledge of local authorities, was a security concern, he added. 'Going (into) caves is a dangerous thing, and with two children, and to live there for a week or more is astonishing,' Narayana added. Officials are taking steps to repatriate Kutina and her children, who do not have passports, to Russia, Narayana said. They have been moved to a nearby detention facility specifically for foreigners illegally in India. CNN has sought comment from Russian embassy.
South China Morning Post
15-07-2025
- Health
- South China Morning Post
Man, 88, found dead in Hong Kong flat, semi-conscious wife hospitalised
An 88-year-old man who was ill was found dead and his wife hospitalised after their two daughters discovered the couple passed out at their home in Hong Kong's North Point and called police. Police said on Tuesday that officers were alerted at 1.55am by a woman who found her parents unconscious in the bedroom of their flat in Lai Tak Tsuen in North Point. According to police, the woman had tried calling her parents but had failed to reach them. It prompted her to visit their home, but no one answered the door. Her sister then came with a key and opened the flat's door. They found the couple in the bedroom and called police. The man was certified dead at the scene, while his wife, 78, was semi-conscious and sent to Ruttonjee Hospital in Wan Chai for treatment, police said. The force said the man had a history of illness, adding that the cause of his death would be determined after an autopsy.
