Day 75
Last night, I had a long video call with my best friend in New Zealand, someone I met through work in 2007, and whom I spent some time in the… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: parenting
Day 62
Being a parent is an unceasing attack on your vulnerabilities. I did start writing a book about the motional impacts of parenting, but it stalled. I suppose the reasons are… Continue Reading
Day 47
Dr A, the honourable and wise dentist, says everything’s fine, the pain will settle and go away. He tells me there’s nothing to pay. I question him, tell him he… Continue Reading
A FATHERS’ DAY POEM TO MYSELF
Sometimes, I wish I would not share my children’s taste in music, Nor shared with them the music I love, And that they hated what I like. Sometimes, I wish… Continue Reading
4D
I thought second time round would be easier. I was wrong. It’s like having a part of me ripped away With nothing to replace it. It’s only temporary, of… Continue Reading
Birthday poem for Alex
How It Is This is how it is. The things we do best we never plan. We just let go, so our bodies take over. The memory of where… Continue Reading
The ogre of science
Some say I’m anti-science. Some say I’m deliberately controversial and obstructive as far as science and science education are concerned. I’m not. I am merely alarmed at how far the pendulum… Continue Reading
Being Father II
This has been a difficult week. When considering this post, I realised how easy it is to write certain things into fiction rather than baring all as real people. Because… Continue Reading
Being Father
I started writing this post in Marmalades in Norwich yesterday, but my Android phone let me get no further than the title, for some odd reason. I wanted to write… Continue Reading
125
Bed-time.I stroke my children’s backs, arms, legsto help them sleep, in multiplesof onehundredandtwentyfive,each multiple to be completeeven if they’ve fallen asleep while I count. I’ve always done this,don’t know why,since… Continue Reading