What Fathers Day Isn’t
byAs any considerate man would be able to tell you, Mothers Day, like mothers themselves, will always come first. Quite right too. But then it’s our turn.
What Fathers Day Isn’t
While The Cat’s Away…
byTracey went away for two nights and left me with a heap of kids & alcohol. There was no way this was not going to end up being a blog post.
Stuck In The Middle With You
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We had one of the worst mornings the other day. I know this because the kids noticed something they’ve missed altogether for over a decade…
So Well Known
byI thought we knew our son pretty well. I didn’t think it was a two way street…
Good & Properly Roasted
by#ad What’s the best thing about takeaway? The weight which lifts off your shoulders at not having to cook after a big day at work. What’s the worst thing? That guilt you struggle to shake at not cooking for the family. There is an alternative. And it’s bloody delicious – enter @woolworths_au COOK Herb Crusted Rump Cap Beef Roast and Butterflied Beef South American Style! A quick and easy dinner and the best part I can say I did it all myself. #woolieswinter
Another Man’s Treasure
byYou don’t want to know how many bank staff got caught up in this, but the fact one of them is now in a position of watching over the public purse is a little bit hilarious. If by hilarious you mean ‘oh boy’
My COV19 Files: Two Smart By Half
byEye rolls and poor spelling are really my major contributions to our brood. Everything else is on their mother…
My COV19 Files: One Better Get Going
byThe first thing you’ll need to know before continuing with this little anecdote is we locked down Tracey and kids from all venturing, including attending their schools, back on the 18th of March – before it became fashionable.
Escapism
by“Bruce, Mrs Long just called,” Tracey’s voice came sweetly out of my phone, meaning she wanted something. “Have you seen her dog? It must have got out today and she can’t find it.”
Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word
byI know it’s a cliche but whatcha gonna do?
Cat Attack
byI don’t know who I’m crankier with at the moment: our new cat, or my old wife.
Phoning It In
byIt’s only four turns in 900m from school to home, but gee we can fit a lot in after school some days. Like this week we managed two surprised in the one trip.
Good Knight
byThree hours. That’s how long it was from walking past the pet section in Kmart until we were leaving our local RSPCA with a new family member
Dark Days
byIt could have been worse. I still can’t believe it wasn’t.
The Booby Prize
by“Why can’t I be a trophy husband?” I asked the kids as the family sat around playing boardgames over Christmas.