W2.4: Super Bowl

No post yesterday, sorry peeps. I took a rest day and then spent the afternoon getting chores out the way so I could relax for the Super Bowl. I became a fan of (American) Football a few years ago through some American friends I used to play an online game with. I streamed a game... Continue Reading →


W2.3: A Wicked Sense of Humour

My son has a wicked sense of humour. By wicked I mean he enjoys the discomfort of others and he loves watching people get angry or surprised, so long as they are not angry at him. For a boy who doesn't like surprises or loud noises himself, he's quite happy to make me squeal when... Continue Reading →

W2.2: The Next Big Thing

Tom has discovered prank videos on YouTube. This is making me nervous. I have visions of clingfilm over the toilet bowl, apple-pie beds and buckets of water balanced precariously over door frames. Luckily for me things have progressed since the practical joke books of my childhood. Pranks on YouTube have evolved and become more elaborate... Continue Reading →

He’s Back!

My favourite blogger and author is back after a five month break with a new post. If you haven't visited the site, I'd recommend setting aside an hour and settling down with a cup of tea (and possibly some biscuits). Very funny, tender, affirming and occasionally heart breaking, it's quite a read: My Son's Not Rainman.

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