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.
When I became a stay at home father, many aspects of the role were predictable and expected. I knew I would be one of a tiny number of dads in the playground. I knew, in time, that I’d figure out where the best local supermarkets were and that I’d end up doing more baking than
This is an image of Helen, my eldest daughter, flashing a marvellous smile while messing around at a play park. I took it a few weeks ago when I first got my new camera and wasn’t too sure what to make of it until I flipped it to black and white.
Let’s just get one fact into the open, this photo will never win any prizes! Even so, it shows a significant moment; the first family picnic of 2015. I took the picture yesterday. Although still a little on the cold side, it was a glorious day. Helen, my eldest daughter, had sepcifically asked if she
