My name is Giles, and I’m an addict. Not to drugs, alcohol, or sex (God forbid) but to something almost as damaging to one’s family life and all round mental health. Social media. And judging by the fact that you’re reading this, I’m guessing I’m not alone. For me, Instagram is my weakness. It’s the first thing I look at…
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Of all the shops in the world, there isn’t one that I’ve spent more hours of my life in, than Marks & Spencer. I should start off by saying though that well over half of these hours were, without doubt, against my will. From birth and well into my teens – as the youngest of four siblings – I was…
View PostThere’s no two ways about it. Having kids is bloody expensive. The bills start racking up before they’re even born, as you fill your home with random pieces of (usually) bulky and (always) expensive baby kit that everyone says you SIMPLY MUST have (but which, invariably, they grow out of within a matter of months). Then, once they arrive, while…
View PostWhoever said “time flies when you’re having fun”, clearly wasn’t a parent. Because for us humble child-rearing folk, time doesn’t just fly by. It literally whizzes past at the speed of light, in a blur of pooey nappies, baby-led food fights and sleepless nights, to the point where you can hardly remember what you did last night, let alone six…
View PostThere are so many joys of being a parent to a toddler…but losing your privacy and the ability to enjoy a leisurely pit stop in the bathroom (without an audience) is definitely not one of them. So for every parent who has ever been rudely interrupted by their toddler ‘mid-stream’ or who has taken to bribing said child with snacks…
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