31st October 2018
Blackpool Illuminations

For us Northerners, Blackpool illuminations is a rite of passage. It's a coming of age moment. Right up there with your first Greggs pasty, chip barms and rickets.

I'll not lie, I had high expectations. So much so I may have bigged it up a little too much.

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3rd March 2013
House of ill

It's been a grim fortnight with both the boys suffering a week each of fever and phlegm.

It's been so prolonged Sonny has started referring to Calpol as a pudding. Luca has a Calpol dance!?

Two weeks house-bound has meant they've had to draw up a gentleman’s agreement on some house rules.

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8th September 2013
First Week

Sonny has asked that I write about his first week at school. Luca would also like me to mention his new nursery.

Seriously, you'd think this whole blog revolved around them?

Wednesday was Sonny's first day. It went well, really well. So well in fact I didn't bother sending him in on Thursday.

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31st January 2012
Bruised Ribs & Ego

Sometimes Sonny and Luca give me a look as if to say  'who's the grown-up here?'

Without their disapproving stares I found myself in Asda, at the top of a long straight ramp, with no-one around and a trolley that was asking to be ridden on ...

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20th October 2015
Manchester City Stadium Tour

Man-City-Tour-1Were you to ask Sonny and Luca to describe me, their options would be plentiful.

Father, caregiver, storyteller, teeth-brushing inspector, school-on-time deliverer, comic in residence, Mario Kart Grand Master ...

… but you don't need to ask them, because I've done it for you.

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13th July 2014
Camping la Croix du Vieux Pont

la croix du vieux pontI love everything about France, even if my last trip was memorable for very different reasons. But then who's not nearly been arrested for human trafficking at some point in their lives? Really, just me?

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23rd October 2013
A London Adventure

A couple of weeks ago we were invited down to London for a Tesco Toy Casting; at RADA no less.

Our travel expenses were paid for and as the boys had never been to London we decided to make a weekend of it and visit some friends we see all too rarely.

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11th May 2016
Sanctuary of the Shower

I don't want to sound overly dramatic, but you know that image of a polar bear clinging to an iceberg? That's me in the shower that is. And if you're thinking hippo in a bathtub, shame on you!

It all began when the kids first scaled Mount Stair-gate. Until then, upstairs was a savannah of sanity.

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19th March 2017
Seeking Sanctuary on the Toilet

I've decided to embrace my inner grumpiness through a series of posts I'm calling 'the mutterings of a middle-aged man'. And before you say it, no, it wasn't always such; at least not officially.

And where better to start than this.

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13th April 2013
Hide and Seek Scooby Doo

My childhood was one big game of hide and seek, or more accurately hide, jump out, and measure your success on the pitch of the ensuing scream. Even at 38 I still feel a sense of anxiety if either of my sisters are in the house and I don't know exactly where they are at any given time.

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