It happens every time I hand over a packet of crisps, pour a glass of juice, or divvy up a takeaway. Before my kids can say thank you, my hand’s already hovering over the spoils, ready to claim what’s rightfully mine. One crisp. One chip. Maybe a sip of milkshake if I’m feeling bold. That, …
Month: November 2025
It started with one of those brown envelopes that make your stomach drop before you’ve even opened them. Inside was a Fixed Penalty Notice for taking my child out of school during term time. We’d gone away for a few days in late June — a short family break that worked around my job, not …
Every November, my upper lip becomes a talking point. My kids find it hilarious, my wife refuses to kiss me for about three weeks, and colleagues start making jokes about 80s TV detectives. But there’s a reason for it. Like millions of others across the world, I take part in Movember — that time of …
Our living room has two modes. In one, it’s a respectable space with cushions arranged and mugs on coasters. In the other, it’s a makeshift wrestling ring in which I am regularly pinned by a person who still can’t tie his shoelaces. There is laughter, there is squealing, there is the occasional dramatic flop that …