I’m no Spider-Man

There are several roles you have to assume as a proper grown up. Some of them come naturally and others not so much. Focussing on the latter - well, foibles are much more interesting to read about than achievements - we've reached a particular time of year that I dread. Spider season. And it's fair to ...

Exit pursued by a baby

Ever since Dylan learned to crawl, he has been displaying some unexpected characteristics and, yes folks, I'm going off on a completely irrelevant and almost certainly pointless tangent with this blog entry, but I'm pretending to think that he reckons he's a cat. For the benefit of anyone reading this who doesn't know me, I should point out ...