Short of time? Skip the mildly entertaining intro and jump straight to the guide by scrolling down to the image that says “The Gift Generator”. ‘There’s never enough time in the day’. No child or teenager ever muttered these words. As a 10-year old, I remember that twelve hours seemed…
What does it mean to be born in September? Are September babies as prone to change as the season they were born into? Do they especially love a cookout? I’ve already dug deep into what’s wonderful about the children of July and August. Onwards and upwards, to September we go. What…
AUGUST is upon us, and with it a whole host of birthdays. Yes: this is actually the most popular month to be born in the US, and one of the most popular in the UK as well. The dead of winter’s just nine months prior to August, so I’ll let…
I’m afraid not all personalised books are created equal. Before you launch into making any personalised book, read this short guide to make sure you get the best gift for that person and you don’t waste precious time or money. This guide reveals the 3 ingredients in all great personalised…
JULY is June’s even hotter, even stickier twin. The solstice has come and gone, and we really are in the thick of it now. Welcome to summer in earnest. What does it mean to be born in July? Are summertime babies different from the rest of us? What kind of…
Despite the ground being bone dry this morning, I squelched uncomfortably around my daily run. I can thank my 7-year old Leo. He decided to hide water balloons in my running shoes. Only one exploded, giving a peculiarly odd squelch-thud-squelch beat to my run. Leo is naturally mischievous. It’s his…
Never has a country held such unforgettable yet profoundly different memories for me. I’ve been to Greece three times over the last twenty-odd years and experienced three very different countries. Looking back, I get the feeling that it wasn’t the country that changed so dramatically, it was me. Here’s my…
They’re a funny old species Dads. We know that they come in all shapes and oversized but they also come in weird and wonderful types.
I grew up in the 1980s in a time when maps were made of paper not pixels and only a dad could fold one back to fit into its plastic sleeve. Opening our road map on the kitchen table, all tatty edges, oil smudges and coffee stains, was a summer…
