SICK, THUS DELAYED…

I am sick with that filthy bloody flu that everyone’s been passing like a hot potato, and due to both this and the fact that I cannot CONCENTRATE, this week’s column will be approximately 24-48 hours late. For what it’s worth, it will contain a horrific moment in the car when the word PENIS was [...]

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THE ‘I-CAN-DO-IT-KNOW-IT-ALLS’ CONJURE A DREAM VACATION

The teenager, all sixteen years and ten months of him, knows. Knows what you ask? Knows everything of course! Doh! But stop asking questions because you won’t get it/it’ll take too long to explain/this is a different generation. AND he’s NEVER WRONG (even now I can hear him saying, ‘No, that’s NOT right, I don’t [...]

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THE PARENTAL G.P.S NEEDS SERVICING BUT DON’T LET THE “PC FLASHMOB” RAIN ON YOUR PARADE EITHER!

Exasperating as it can be, you should never lose sight of your parental GPS. And if you do, then it’s very helpful to have someone around who will reel you in. I often seem to misplace mine, which means that various words such as ‘poo, bum, fart, pee-pee, knackers, satan, arse’ and perhaps the worst, [...]

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… A FATHER TO MY FATHER

 
It’s a strange thing when you feel like a father to your father. It’s stranger still when you realize you’ve felt like a father to your father for more years than you’ve been a father to your children.
 
I was in London on a spot or two of business. Time was tight, so I had already [...]

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