DAD BLOGS: Mrunal

Meri was helping me put up Christmas decorations. As I stood on a chair, hammer in hand, she passed me the tacks I was...

“Come and look at this,” I called to Clare. She came into the lounge from the kitchen. Arun was sitting on the sofa,...

Arun wandered up to his mum with a big smile on his face. “We’re going to go in the Golf car tomorrow,” he said very...

As I was walking past my two and a half year old daughter’s room I could hear the sounds of a disagreement. “You’re a...

In the olden days, poets and bards would travel the length and breadth of the country singing songs of ancient heroes...

I got a phone call from my daughter’s nursery on Monday afternoon, “Meri has a bit of a temperature. Is it OK if we...

I was a little nervous as we pulled into the parking space. We were visiting my cousin and his wife who were the proud...

I think I’m going to have to divorce my wife on the grounds of mental cruelty. The tale I’m about to tell you is a sad...

“She’s going to be an investment banker,” I said. “No,” said Clare, “She’s going to be a lawyer.” We looked at Meri,...