Kids – they’re a chip off the old block, eh?
Mine certainly are. We gave Millie her first mobile phone at the weekend – before everyone starts shouting She’s only nine! or We had to make do with a stick and a hoop in my day! I should point out that this phone doesn’t have a sim card.
So, technically, it’s not a phone.
And we didn’t buy it – it’s the Lovely Melanie’s old phone –…
Crumbs, has it really been 13 days?
I lost a few days last week to illness and worries about being unemployed (again); then there was the time spent trying to get re-employed, which is a bloody long job. I spent the best part of a day rewriting the covering letter I send to potential employers, making it worthy of a good copywriter; it must have worked because the next application I sent came…
As you may know, last week was Millie’s ninth birthday. She made me promise to write her a story, just as I do for both girls at Christmas, but this would be just for her.
What with all the recent drama about unemployment I really didn’t think it would get done…but the final draft spilled onto the page just in time.
Who says I can’t hit my deadlines? ;-)
So, please enjoy this story, written to…
Forget all of the smartphones, computers, tablets, smart TVs, digiboxes and everything else that can send digital messages at the speed of light; my two children are over-the-moon each morning to receive letters.
Perhaps more importantly, and the catalyst for this change, was the birth of Millie, our eldest daughter: three months premature and weighing just 1lb 7oz.
Today, Millie’s a happy, healthy, normal girl –…
It’s been a surprisingly busy week for a man of leisure such as myself.
A play at Shakespeare’s Globe, an all-night party, a Water Festival at Somerset House, two sports’ days, my parents visiting, lots of gardening AND went to watch Millie play at the Royal Festival Hall. Amidst all of that I’ve also managed to upgrade some CVs (mine included), apply for some jobs, and begin…
Everyone of a certain age remembers The Littlest Hobo and its theme tune.
For me it was always the lyrics I enjoyed, and they took on an extra-special resonance Wednesday, when I was made redundant again.
As theme tune says:
There’s a voice that keeps on calling me
Down the road, that’s where I’ll always be.
Every stop I make, I make…
As a man who grew up in a house full of boys I’m not the best judge of how “girly” my two daughters are.
On the one hand my eldest, Millie (8) lovescuddly toys so much that we’ve had to ration them; while her sister, Amber (6) has a similar make-up fixation that has led to us actually hiding most of the cosmetics in the house. They both enjoy dressing up and watching Barbie cartoons (most of…
Exciting news this morning, as Millie has been chosen to play at the Royal Festival Hall!
No, seriously, she has!
She’s one of six from her recorder class playing in a concert there on the 23rd.
The recorder’s not even her favourite instrument (she much prefers the violin) but she and five others are going up to the RFH to play an evening gig.
It’s nice working in an office after six months of working from home – except for the toilets.
I now spend my days in a pretty average building on St Cross Street in London’s bustling Farringdon. The office has been redecorated and refitted for us; it’s still a work in progress (we just got a bin yesterday and today a dishwasher turned up), but it’s fine – except for the toilets.
We’re on the…