It’s Father’s Day. In our house there were hand-made cards and a breakfast picnic hastily reconvened at the kitchen range because of the downpour. On social media, dads were bragging, families posting about gatherings and long-gone fathers fondly remembered. What can I add about dads, today? I miss my dad, he inspired my first ever […]
Other people’s kids
“Hell is other people,” according to Sartre. Though what he really meant is “hell is other people’s kids”. Probably. I don’t mean the kids themselves – most of them as lovely – in fact, all of Boy Three’s wee pals are super. What’s hell is being responsible for other people’s kids. Boy Three has his […]
Cardboard castles and the battlements of doom
Time is precious. We know that. At any moment – tick tock – the proverbial bus of metaphorical fate could come hurtling along the hypothetical highway of life squashing you into a puddle before you can get out of the way, damp and indignant. I’m not saying time shouldn’t be squandered, sometimes a moochy, meaningless, […]
School dinners: not so nasty now…
I’ve got a theory. (OK, several)I think that school dinners are something we love to hate, that we’re conditioned to grumble about. Like the weather, the end of the holidays, children and housework. All of which (apart from housework) have much going for them if you think about it hard enough. It’s a British thing. I’m […]