When he’s a teenager. We’re still here enjoying the Maltese sunshine for the last couple of days before that bitter-sweet return home. The comfort of familiarity tempered by the shadows of the boring old grown up stuff that starts looming again. We’ve visited several of the fabulous attractions here – no complaints at all. Not […]
Game of the gastropods and other matters
We have been beset by first world problem at the Palace of Bundance lately, most significantly the fact that a certain football match coincided with the Battle of the Bastards. For the uninitiated, that’s the penultimate episode of Game of Thrones for this series and is a Big Deal. So much so that Boy Three […]
Life’s not fair when you’ve got siblings
My triumvirate of sons have one thing in common. They will all wail “it’s not fair” many times a day as one injustice or another befalls them. Almost certainly they have perceived that one of their number has been treated differently and, in the unlikely event that it’s not my fault, it will fall to […]
Don’t make me do the mums’ race… ever
Things your children don’t need
Back to offering unrequested advice again. This time parenting advice, like it or not. It’s almost Boy Three’s seventh birthday. (Seven! I know, can you believe it?) So it was necessary to organise a celebration. Interesting how there’s an inverse correlation between the number of children’s birthdays you’ve presided over and the level of […]