It was the clocks going back that gave me a nasty shock. The clock radio in our bedroom had been 35 minutes fast for about two years. Mrs Adams and I never put it right because, apparently, we couldn’t figure out how to do it.
If you or your children are fans of Paddington Bear, I have to warn you there are some surprising twists and turns in the film Paddington 2. The most unexpected twist must surely be that Paddington ends up in prison under the protection of a man-mountain called of Knuckles McGinty.
This is one of those: “How would you have handled this?” blog posts. It involves some rough play in a park, some bad language (which I shan’t repeat) and me, intervening to stop things getting out of hand.
Don’t tell my eldest daughter Helen, but I don’t like JoJo Bows. This puts me in an awkward position because Helen is something of a fan.
Confidence is a strange old thing. Over recent weeks I’ve found myself wondering what makes a confident parent and questioning where my own confidence comes from.
