I had been looking forward to a bit of a lay in on Sunday morning, in fact it was safe to say I felt I deserved one; not for any particular reason other than I was tired and had been at work all week. This is a feat of daring do that I feel deserves more recognition then it receives as I have convinced myself that I am the only person in the worlds that truly hates my job. I am sure there are people that think they don't like their jobs, but I don't truly think they know how much I hate mine and clearly, i hate it more than anyone else and that's that. Of course I realise this is the ranting of a million disgruntled employees, but surely that was their own fault, after all we were all told at school by our teachers and at home by our parents that it was there for the taking, that anything we wanted to do was there for us to take, with a little bit of hard work we would be destined for greatness. What a load of old bollocks. Yes that's it, I have decided. I...
Mostly, this is the ongoing story of life with my son Noah and my daughter Ellie and what its like to be a dad. There are tears, there are smiles, there are tales of daring do. There are a lot of nappy changes.