I was in the West End recently with elder son Jake and wanted, for reasons too woven to explain, to verify the distance of the Sun from the Earth. I could have asked Siri this most simple of questions but as he is as dim as a box of squirrels I couldn't be arsed. Besides … Continue reading THE PITILESS PERFECTION OF BINARY
Category: The point of children
PEANUTS FOR CHINA
When I was young and had my whole life in front of me I wanted nothing more than to be older. To have less life in front of me. I had time to burn and a box of matches. But this was the seventies, the pre-information age, so my longing for the years to pass … Continue reading PEANUTS FOR CHINA
THE KINK IN YOUR JOLLIES
I am a parent. There I said it. I have children, too many children, I keep telling the youngest that I am taking him back but he just smiles at me and nods kindly. He owns me and somewhat undermines my attemptsĀ to convince myself that I am not defined by my kids. I am not, … Continue reading THE KINK IN YOUR JOLLIES