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The Long and Winding Road

September 9th, 2011 · 1 Comment · education, lucy, oliver, reflections, school

Way back in October last year, I wrote a post about picturing my daughter in her school uniform going to the same school as her big brother. It was a battle cry, asserting my dream and my intention to grasp it whatever it may take. This week, the dream became reality and I had the […]

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It’s the kids, stupid

November 18th, 2010 · No Comments · lucy, oliver, reflections

The first rule of NaBloPoMo is don’t talk about NaBloPoMo. OK, I’ve just broken it. But I’ve largely enjoyed my daily encounter with my PC to publish a post. In fact I’ve got rather complacent and today never thought about what I’d write. Something would come to me. But at nearly 9.30 I sat down […]

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The up-side

November 8th, 2010 · 4 Comments · parenting, reflections

Although I started blogging on the premise that I was not only becoming a father but becoming a father at forty, I don’t tend to think of myself as an older Dad. I’m not really sure whether others see me as an older Dad either. I’m not even sure myself that I am an older […]

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Missing Freddie

September 17th, 2010 · 3 Comments · bathtime, hayley, laughter, music, oliver, play, reflections

This evening as Oliver sat in the bath he asked me to “play that song, the one on the computer, you sing it”. Puzzled I tried to get him to tell me more. “You know”, he said, before singing ” ‘to Hayley Anne my beautiful wife’ “. To my surprise he meant the song I […]

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In Through The Out Door?

March 24th, 2010 · 2 Comments · alcohol, art, music, reflections, spirituality

It’s amazing how much good stuff you get to hear if you listen to the radio in the shower. Last weekend it was former punk rocker Hugh Cornwell, once of The Stranglers, who was expounding the virtues of his modern art collection. It was bad enough when Johnny Rotten started advertising butter, but walking through […]

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Remembrance Sunday (2006) – Kipling and his Son

November 13th, 2006 · No Comments · reflections, rudyard kipling, war

Yesterday was Remembrance Sunday. To be honest it largely passed me by, which is unusual. But in the evening there was a programme on BBC1 about Rudyard Kipling and how his life was blighted by the loss of his son, John, in the First World War. His son went to war despite extreme short-sightedness and […]

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Music was my first love…

October 27th, 2006 · No Comments · music, reflections

I used to be a right “muso”. Actually, it’s not quite that bad. I used to be a wannabe musician. Now I’m just a musician. Amateur, home-bound and largely stagnant. There isn’t much time to sit back and strum the guitar. And when I do I’m usually accompanying my own unique version of “The Wheels […]

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All the best toys…

October 22nd, 2006 · 1 Comment · diary, reflections, toys

All the best toys are not toys at all! Our living room has a large box which is literally overflowing with toys. So what does Oliver play with? The pots and pans in the cupboard of course. And the door to the cupboard itself which he swings open and shut repeatedly. Other great “toys” include: […]

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