Big Shop with Little Helpers

Mark Parenting, Popular 5 Comments

As a seasoned stay-at-home dad I should know better than to do a big shop with little helpers.

I guess it’s like my relationship with KFC; every few years I just need reminding of why it’s best avoided.

The warning signs were all there. Their eagerness to help for a start, that’s not normal. Then there were the items added to my shopping list which were more than a little troubling.… read the full post.

Like Riding a Bike

Mark Parenting 5 Comments

I’ll tell you what’s not like riding a bike. Teaching kids to ride a bike, that’s what!

Maybe I’m doing this whole parenting thing wrong, but am I the only parent whose memorable moments haven’t quite lived up to the advertised ‘awwww’?

Take Sonny’s first smile. Definitely wind. It’s the same face he pulls now when sneaking up on his brother before letting one rip.… read the full post.

100 Years Young

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The boys Great Grandma turned 100 this week. 100!

The secret to her longevity? No idea, she doesn’t speak a word of English.

I’m hoping it’s watching Dallas box-sets, reruns of Jamie Oliver and her afternoon naps, in which case I’d better start planning for my extended retirement because that’s not too far removed from my lifestyle now.

I suspect it’s more likely to be her healthy living, hard work, regular exercise and a stubbornness to always do things her own way, and who can blame her when she’s chalked up a century of ‘I told you so’s!’

(Happy Birthday Nanny!)

She’s lived a fascinating life.… read the full post.

Community Partner Award – Pride of Britain

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I didn’t write about the horrific attack on the Manchester Arena at the time. I tried, on numerous occasions, but everything I put down on paper seemed desperately inadequate, blurred further by a myriad of emotions that fluctuated between anger, despair, defiance and sorrow.

This was my city. My streets. My community. It felt personal.

But over the following days and weeks, one emotion proved stronger than all before it.… read the full post.

Rules of the Pool

Mark Parenting 6 Comments

Everyone knows the rules of the pool.

No running, ducking, bombing or heavy petting.

The latter might seem laughable to any younger readers, but before Easyjet flew you to Magaluf for a sleazy weekend, swimming pools were a hotbed of inappropriateness. A heady mix of plastic palm trees, wave machines, speedo’s and verruca socks.

By the mid-eighties, poolside petting had become an epidemic of amorousness.… read the full post.