I want you to think for a second about how you look at photographs. I’ll bet when you were a child, you looked at photograph albums but these days you look at images you have saved on devices such as your phone, tablet, home computer and so on.
In my mother’s house is a book shelf. On that shelf are rows and rows of photograph albums with lovingly presented images going back decades. Although we do have photograph albums in our household, I haven’t put one together in years and we certainly haven’t put one together since Helen and Izzy were born. I’m
For the past few months, my seven-year-old daughter, Helen, has been badgering me for tennis lessons. The catalyst for this was a blogger event we participated in earlier this year as guests of the Lawn Tennis Association and BritMums.
Well this is interesting. It seems this lil’ ol’ daddy blogger has made it on to the shortlists for the 2016 Brilliance in Blogging Awards!
As a kid, I played some tennis. In fact as a teenager, my family had collective lessons for a short while; mother, stepfather and I on the tennis court together (my brothers being too young). Alas, I put down my tennis racket at about the age of 14 and have barely touched one since. Regular
