I’ve said this time and time again but I’ll say it once more – I couldn’t be a prouder parent. My kids may drive me up the wall and round the bend at times but I love them more than life itself. Not only do I vacuum and mop the floor upon which they walk, I worship the ground upon which they wander. J is heading towards turning two-digits in age, I cannot believe that ten years have passed since I was the size of a house, desperate to meet my little man. The years have flown by – J …
Sports Day isn’t an event I particularly enjoyed as a kid, I may have been a demon in a potato sack but otherwise I was next to useless on the sports field. It is for that reason that each and every year I have made damned sure that I’ve been present, loud and proud at my sons sports day. Like every year I packed the picnic blanket, the drinks, the snacks, the sun tan lotion, an umbrella and some jackets should the weather have misbehaved. This year however I also carried my rather large and luxurious Canon on which I …