As Red Nose day is upon us once more, it seemed only fitting to dredge this little story onto the blogosphere… March 1988. I was the proud owner of a bleached & highlighted mullet hair-do, not for charity purposes simply … Continued
A few days ago I raced into our living-room to check on a wailing Sawyer. I found him sat on the floor, clearly upset… ‘Ice daddy.’ ‘What?’ ‘Ice in my nose daddy.’ ‘What?’ ‘Got ice in my nose.’ ‘Ice? How … Continued