Pod is a bit of a lothario, albeit a slightly ginger one. I’ve only recently spotted this but all I can say is, watch out ladies. I dread to think how my life is going to be when he’s old enough to date – so, about 35 if I get my way. Greeting a lady… Continue reading One Boy’s Guide to…Charming the Ladies
They say that, often, children demonstrate a trait which becomes their career very early on in life. It seems that I have some kind of Gok-Wan-Cristian-Dior-Trinny-or-Susannah on my hands. Last week, I decided to gut my wardrobe and adopt a sort-of “capsule” collection. This involved selecting and hanging my favourite pieces, ruthlessly dumping the rest,… Continue reading One Boy’s Guide to…Fashion
Recently we have had a series of storms which the Met office have decided to name. We’ve been battered by Abigail, Barney, Clodagh, Desmond, Eva, Frank, Gertrude, Henry, and most recently, Imogen. Bear in mind that the only experiences Pod has really had of storms are episodes of Thomas the Tank Engine. He is justly scared: Thomas… Continue reading One Boy’s Guide to…Surviving Extreme Weather
My little one is one of the funniest people I’ve ever met. I’m not just saying that: he genuinely makes me crack up laughing quite frequently, and has been known to make everyone else do the same. Our little world consists of “Me and Mummy’s House”, “Nursery”, “Soffplay”, “Nana and Papa’s”, and that whole other… Continue reading One Boy’s Guide to Life
Since a bout of the cold in mid-December, my little creature has been coming into bed with me most nights at some point in the early hours. Most of the time, I wake up as I hear his little footsteps rushing across his bedroom floor, navigating his wagon of building bricks and his train set.… Continue reading Sleeping Arrangements
