You may, dear reader, be expecting me to spend this post moaning about class warfare and how hard I had it growing up, but I'm not going to do that. Yes, we struggled; living as a child in a little, three-bed terraced house in East London with two brothers, three sisters, two parents and a... Continue Reading →
Back to full time
Just when you think you've got things sorted... Things were settled. We are co-parenting with a 50/50 split on our kids time. Well, I say co-parenting; we are parenting separately and sharing essential information about the kids, but it's the best we can do for now. I was starting to plan out my year, was... Continue Reading →
I love my kids, but…
I love my kids. I want to make that abundantly clear. They have changed my world for the better, and if I could have them all the time I would rather than only seeing them 50%. Being a full-time parent is what I signed up for, after all. But. Since moving to 50/50 childcare arrangements... Continue Reading →
All I want for Christmas
2017 was a year of firsts for me. A year of changes. If I'd been asked at the end of 2016 what the year ahead would've been, I would have said it would have been better. Better than a tough end to the year financially speaking. Better in terms of available time, as children grew... Continue Reading →
A Practically Perfect Partner
I am a lucky man when it comes to my kids. Through the whole divorce process and settling into life as a new family unit they’ve never wavered from their core belief that they are now and will always be the most important things in my life. They know how happy and proud they make... Continue Reading →
Putting the Dad into Single Dad
Yesterday in the UK was Father’s Day, a typically overblown corporate sponsored event designed to shift boxer shorts, novelty ties and as many soft rock compilation CDs as possible. I celebrated it in as close to traditional style as possible – I was treated to breakfast in bed, got a few presents and went out... Continue Reading →
Stalky McStalkface
One of the first dates I went on was with someone I matched with on Bumble. She came across as confident, happy and well versed in the dating scene, and generally looked like being a lot of fun. After diaries pushed us apart for a while we eventually agreed to meet up at a mini-golf... Continue Reading →