I’ve had a manic week. The lead up to Father’s Day is always a manic time for us dad bloggers and there’s been ongoing stress with our impending house move. It was, therefore, nice to simply take some time out for myself one afternoon and wander off into some nearby meadow land to practice my
What do you think dads really want for Father’s Day? If you thought a ticket to a football match, socks or ‘World’s Greatest Dad’ mug then it might be a good idea to think again.
Over the next few weeks I’m expecting to spend a lot more time at the park with my girls as they get sucked into the football World Cup. I can’t pretend to be any good at football, but I do love a kick around in the park and thanks to Angry Birds and Everton Football
Another week has gone by where I have found myself either looking after the children, blogging or trying to progress our house purchase. In reality, I have, more often than not, been doing all three at the same time leaving me little time to indulge in photographic hobby.
An email arrives from my mother. “Hi John, any house news?” she asks, a reference to our plan to move to a new family home. If she were with me in person, I can just imagine her cheery tone as she asked that question. Alas, she’s not with me and so I respond in writing,
