A dad of four, trying to find love. Form an orderly queue, ladies…
Recently I was lucky enough to go to New Orleans for work. We headed out there early, spent a few days doing tourist and culture stuff (ie drinking heavily) before doing a little work (and more drinking). Meant that I didn't see my kids for a little longer than normal, and so when I returned... Continue Reading →
I used to joke that my first child changed everything, but after that the rest were simply a matter of logistics. It's sort of true; the first time you do it, everything about your life changes. You go from only being responsible for yourself to having another human life entirely and utterly dependant upon you.... Continue Reading →
Birthdays are strange things. They hold such promise on paper - the opportunity for fun surprises, thoughtful gifts and time spent with the people who care about you the most. They are a time for you all to reflect back on completing another trip around the sun, and to celebrate all the good things you... Continue Reading →
I've recently returned from our first ever family holiday abroad. Back in the day we never had enough money to go away, but thanks to an extra commission payment I decided to go right ahead and do it. What's that? You think it was instead an excuse to blow my ex's trip to Butlins out... Continue Reading →
Recently I found myself chatting with someone I'd met online. The number of kids I have came up as we chatted and flirted and talked about setting up a date, along with the fact that they're not sure they could take on that many and survive. This is not an uncommon issue - probably half... Continue Reading →
Double lazy post alert! Earlier in the week you may have seen me sharing some of my Twitter posts with y'all. In that first post I shared mostly posts about dating and being single, but that's only half of what this blog is about. Today comes some other posts looking at my constant struggles with... Continue Reading →
Being a parent is difficult at times; the strops, the arguments, the chores, and that's just me. Get four mini versions of me involved and I stand little chance. That's why I am making it my mission to ruin them over time. As a parent you are in a position of power in that, generally... Continue Reading →
Adam Sandler has done a lot of bad things in his life. Jack and Jill sits firmly at the Piers end of the Morgan Scale, along with Grown Ups 2. Conversely, Happy Gilmore and The Waterboy are definitely on the Freeman end of the aforementioned Morgan Scale (which itself is the only definitive way of... Continue Reading →
It's been a couple of weeks since I last posted; it's been Easter and I've been on full-time daddy duties for a fortnight. We've been out on adventures, enjoyed days indoors watching movies and had fun as a little five-strong family. I actually almost missed the fact that 9 April 2018 marked my year anniversary... Continue Reading →
