I’d had an uneasy feeling for a while to be honest. Things hadn’t been quite going to plan. B was a little agitated with it all and I was feeling very much alone. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it (although later that option was offered). And then it hit me. Literally. Right between…Read more Testing…1…2…3
This week I have learned a valuable lesson. I have also learned my place in the pecking order of this house. The place where I sit in the intellectual standings; where I sit in the food chain. One of the joys of a baby is the new found ability to explore numbers on a clock…Read more World War 3
I am duty bound to state that I am receiving payment for this blog from the fine people at “Real World Cruises & Experiences – Allowing our customers to experience the undiscovered beauty of war zones, civil conflicts and parenthood for over 40 years. Our moto? - Why waste money on a return ticket?”. Therefore,…Read more Small Print
Classic dad week this week. Saturday I had my first experience of a soft play centre. As you know I’m late to this fathering business and I had previously managed to avoid such japes. However, B was as high as a 3 year old on red bull (other racing cars are available) and the weather…Read more Off they went with a Trumpety Trump… Trump, Trump, Bastard.
So, I’m getting closer and closer to our due date and I’m worried that I’m not going to be there for Mrs DB at the time she needs to push the hardest. I worry that I’ll be in the clutches of another woman. A woman who has started to get a grip on me that…Read more Super-califragilistic
So I survived Christmas. The mince pie soup was lovely and the man-made Christmas decorations were a choking hazard [Those Crafty Little…]. Christmas with a 3 year old is certainly a different beast and the present buying requirements were slightly increased beyond the novelty slippers and box of Ferrero Rocher for Mrs DB. My mind…Read more Artificial Intelligence
For many people Christmas is a happy time, where families get together and realise that in fact they really do dislike each other as much as they suspected they did last year and that there is a reason why we don’t see Uncle Martin very often. I’ve always thought Christmas is somewhat overrated but thought…Read more Those Crafty Little…