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 […]
Signs you’ve embraced the spirit of the Commonwealth Games.
Slap bang in the middle of the Commonwealth Games it feels like it’s been going on for ages, in fact sometimes it’s hard to imagine life without it… or maybe it’s just me. Here are some signs you’ve got the Glasgow 2014 bug: It has become entirely normal to spend your life with a label around your […]
Commonwealth Games: being part of it
You’ve probably noticed. There’s something going on in Glasgow this week. It’s a little bit like an artist’s impression of some improbably marvellous futuristic city that has come to life. Clean streets and squares throng with smiling groups togged out in matching track suits like off-duty astronauts. There’s a sense of united purpose and anticipation […]
Something wrong in the four-year-old’s view of the world
Boy Three as a red devil “Mummy, help me.” Boy Three was sitting at the table amid a scatter of top-less pens and broken crayons.“In a minute.”“No. Now!”“Ok. What do you want?”“I want you to draw this for me.”“Why? You could draw it, couldn’t you?” “Well. I’m a boy and you’re a girl,” “So?”“D’oh. Girls are […]