Month: January 2015

The man in the middle

A silver whistle.

When I was 15, I earned a little extra money refereeing kids’ football matches. I completed a Football Association qualification, persuaded my mum and dad to buy me all the necessary kit and soon found myself knee-deep in mud every Sunday. I was surrounded by kids who, for the most part, loved it and played the game with …

The new me

The new me? A toy made up of the parts of several well-known super heroes.

We had a bit of a scare recently. Xander fell down some stairs and we ended up in A&E. Amazingly, he was unscathed and is fine, so that’s fantastic. My reaction to the incident made me realise how much becoming a parent has changed me. Here are a few ways in which it has created …

My faux swearing hell

A plate of peas and rice.

Something has been troubling me of late. On several occasions, I’ve caught myself using some really lame phrases to express my exasperation at things Dylan and Xander have done. On the face of it, the fact that I’ve taught myself not to use foul language in front of them is a good thing, but the …

Review: Fitbit Flex

A wristband with flashing lights.

Like a lot of people, one of my new year’s resolutions is to take better care of myself. So when giffgaff offered me the opportunity to review a Fitbit Flex, I jumped at the chance. Almost quite literally, which is very much in keeping with what it does. For anyone unfamiliar with this kind of gadget, it’s …