Way past bedtime on a wet Monday evening and the Panther and I were to be found running up and down a slight slope in the park, him in his work trousers. Not, of course, that we had found a new exercise fad. In fact, the Panther was putting more effort into shouting instructions and […]
The things we learned in Donegal
Things I’ve learned from family camping in the winter…
Keep St Valentine out of our schools, for the kids’ sake
Tea time and the vortex of doom
Scoffing another fishfinger even though I’m stuffed. Seven and a half minutes and it’ll be The Archers and, before long it’s bed time. Yawn. Evening after evening. Nothing gets accomplished except bickering, cajoling and over eating. It’s not as if I don’t have high hopes. I dash home – usually extracting Boy Three from whichever […]
