Erm. That sounds more like a memoir your sons would write. :) I was always home and often still in bed (where I write) when the boys came crowding in with their friends. I don't think many kids in the neighbourhood had parents who stayed in bed all day.
Brilliant! Eloquently & intimately humorous. Very appealing with a careful glimpse of the dailiness, (I think) of a not-beleaguered but infinitely thoughtful single father.
I love this from your past life. I'm writing a diary now, hoping to publish it, about moving into a senior residential community. I hope the back end of life can be as interesting as the front end of your life.
Hilarious! But don't you worry that those brilliant boys of yours will someday team up to write the ultimate memoir: Raised By A Madman? 😄😄
Erm. That sounds more like a memoir your sons would write. :) I was always home and often still in bed (where I write) when the boys came crowding in with their friends. I don't think many kids in the neighbourhood had parents who stayed in bed all day.
Hahaha! I can't compete with you there!
Brilliant! Eloquently & intimately humorous. Very appealing with a careful glimpse of the dailiness, (I think) of a not-beleaguered but infinitely thoughtful single father.
Thank you, Eve. Very generous of you. I do like the "dailiness" of living. Endlessly entertaining.
I love this from your past life. I'm writing a diary now, hoping to publish it, about moving into a senior residential community. I hope the back end of life can be as interesting as the front end of your life.
Fleda Brown
I'm hoping a senior residential community is a bit like summer camp. In your hands, it will surely make for vivid reading. I'm looking forward to it.
An entertaining read. Thankyou. Have you stopped playing ice hockey? It looks so dangerous!
That was my last game. That kind of adventure is behind me. Alas.