It could be a long night. Wife has just settled little kid back into bed. Big kid is coughing and snorting away, wide awake two and a half hours after going to bed. He’s started his asthma plan, and the room reeks of Olbas Oil and Vicks VapoRub.
Mild-mannered administrator by day.
Dad and personal butler, cook, dishwasher, driver and bedtime storyteller to two boys by night.
Decaffeinated left winger, sugar-free centre half.
0.5% cheese by lung volume (up to 11).
That was then.
The Universe is a big place, perhaps the biggest. (Kilgore Trout)
Recent explorations
- No future in England's dreaming? Inside the mind of Fabio Capello
- Waterboarding on the NHS
- Confessions of a thoracotomy patient
- Why England don't have a hope in hell of winning the football World Cup in 2010
- United, born and bred: super glue Macari
- Why we're crap: the problem with English football
- A new Scotland? Why England's football team will soon be as shit as Scotland's
- Red missed: how Stewart Houston and Gordon Hill made me angry and depressed
- Bangers 'n' Mash
- The Colorado Trail