Confessions of a serial shouter
Domestic sound and fury signify only my inability to cope like a proper Dad
Category: Personal
Dear Me (with no apologies to Peter Ustinov)
Thought I would sit down and write to find out what I’m really thinking
A bark and a nark in the park before dark
Unleashing Bella and Lily in the park wasn’t my best idea ever
Ordinary people are not as ordinary as you think
Why research my history when I can take dramatic liberties with my past?
Alarm-ageddon and other stories
A quiet day and then the smoke alarm goes off …
Us, them … and me
But what if the “them” are us, we are the “them” - and we take responsibility for our own actions?
Like As The Waves Make Towards My Own Pebbl’d Shore
The sea, oh the sea, it’s gotten a hold on me, and Bella, terrier queen of the saltwater shores
Parenting is no walk in the languid park
Why does each generation contrive to make these fleeting moments of gilded youth so perplexing?
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