‘They stay close to your scalp because they need the heat to survive,’ said stay-at-home dad trying to show vast internet-researched knowledge on lice infestations.
‘Why don’t they just move to Palm Springs!’ replied our exasperated youngest in treatment, suggesting the hottest alternative she could think of, as I raked a tiny-toothed metal comb through her greased hair. Continue reading “Why Don’t They Just Move to Palm Springs!”
This question is rhetorically posed by Riley’s mother in the film ‘Inside Out’ when exasperated by another new-fangled concept after moving to a fictionalized San Francisco from Minnesota. Reinventing the wheel can be frustrating for everyone involved – and different isn’t always better.
But apparently, the Italians do put broccoli on pizza. Continue reading “Who Puts Broccoli on Pizza?”
The big slide has braved over 40 Scottish winters and multiple generations in our local play-park.
The big slide is terrifying! The big slide is BIG! It is well over adult hand above your adult head height. The big slide was built in the seventies by the Wicksteed Company, the English company that claims to have invented the slide and probably did until Wikipedia came along and ruined it by purporting that someone else in New York may or may not have also invented the slide. A cutout of the company name forms each of the dozen or so iron steps to the top. Continue reading “The Big Slide”
Sports were invented to give men something to talk about.
I support Arsenal. They are a great football (soccer) team from north London where I used to live. At the time, I had the good fortune of being good friends with the game-day rep for O2, a mobile (cell) phone company that was the Arsenal shirt sponsor and thus had an executive box at the Emirates. Whenever a ticket was going unclaimed in the box my friend would call me up and I would bike up to the stadium in the evening and watch the match. Bizarrely, with all of the different leagues and cup competitions in English football, there are a lot of matches that don’t attract a full crowd in the sponsor’s box. Continue reading “Don’t Hate Sports!”
The way that I ended my job was not sudden. There were protracted negotiations. I worked from home for the final month of my notice period. It was drawn-out and emotionally tedious.
However, it was as if the gods had planned it all along, because my last week of work coincided neatly with my eldest daughter’s first week of her first year at school. Continue reading “My First Day as A Stay-At-Home Dad”
Today my new chair was delivered. I have coveted this chair for longer than I care to admit. Well, not this actual chair. This is a replica of the actual coveted chair, those famous Eames aluminium chairs from the 1950s, the Eames EA108.
I stood in the doorway confounded, a rather large box on the hall floor next to the deliveryman with his digital scanner.
‘Ach, what did she buy now?’ he said, ‘You’re looking at me confused, like a lot of blokes.’
Then it dawned on me, ‘Ach no, this time it’s for me, it’s my new chair!’
‘Sign here then…’
Today my new chair was delivered. I have coveted this chair for longer than I care to admit. Well, not this actual chair. This is a replica of the actual coveted chair, those famous Eames aluminium chairs from the 1950s, the Eames EA108. Continue reading “My New Chair”