Surviving a Bank Holiday weekend with a toddler.

A quick post precursor, I love my son, he's great and Pose and I are lucky to have such an awesome bundle of brilliantness in our lives. However, some weekends it can feel like a war of attrition, interspersed with artfully timed biscuit bribes as an aid to promote any fleeting moments of peace. Merely... Continue Reading →

Weekend moan

Ollie sums up my feelings in the most eloquent manner about the idea of work tomorrow. It's not as though it's been a hectic weekend, I just feel as though it's been a weekend that has short changed me on the valid rest front. It's worth pointing out that despite looking as though he's been... Continue Reading →

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