It was Saturday night and my wife was out, incredibly she had managed to secure tickets to watch Strictly Come...
DAD BLOGS: Mrunal
His Father’s son
Last year we were at a small music festival. My son, Arun was sitting perfectly still on my lap. The solo guitarist on...
Objection!
The solicitor pushed the document across the heavy, dark wood table to where Clare and I were sitting. “Do you have...
Blessed are the peacemakers
We were sitting at the dining room table having breakfast and it wasn’t just the toast that was hot. My wife and I...
First day at school
Little Meri stood proudly on the threshold of our home wearing her black shiny shoes, her grey skirt, blue cardigan...
What’s in a name?
My wife Clare was glancing through the newspaper. “Says here that Amelia and Oliver are now the most popular...
Frozen
It started innocuously. About four months ago I noticed my four year old daughter wandering about the house singing...
Festivals
We were in the minibus from the car park of the Cambridge Folk Festival to the main site. My six year old son Arun was...
Playtime
“Isn’t it wonderful, “Yes it is,” I answered, “but it’s even more wonderful than you think.” Arun has cerebral palsy,...