A-Dad

I am too hot.

At times my youngest is the picture-perfect child, loving, funny, and kind, but turn the picture over and there is an attention monster, a psychic vampire, never wanting 2 minutes of your time when an hour will do.

A lot of my blog posts are about my eldest.

Our eldest would never stay sat on the naughty step.

I never expected, when I passed him the plastic-wrapped pack of pitta breads, that he would explode.

Man on Wire is an amazing documentary about a charismatic French man, Philippe Petit, who secretly walks a tightrope between the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in 1974.

Dropping the boys off at school my 7-year-old caught his arm on his bike.

He came out covered in wax.

It’s been 6 years but I, a boy from the Midlands, am still not used to living near the sea.

It starts with a “What’s your name?”