Good cheer and common threads of the holiday season.

The day left brown oak leaves littered across the orange brickwork like a dried and forgotten fire. Their shadows twisted and turned as they flirted with the lamplight and teased my tongue with longings of pumpkin, nutmeg, and the slightest hint of cinnamon. Then the rain fell and they curled ...

When I was growing up, the willy to tuppence ratio between me and my siblings was 2:1 in their favour. I never had a brother, neither biological nor black. I’ve always liked the idea, though, of having a brother who is a similar age as me, but unless I go ...

My two sons couldn’t be more different – unless, of course, one of them was a girl. But anyway, enough of anatomy. Today, we’re talking about personality. My eldest son, Isaac, is a bit of a brainiac, despite only being four. This evening, as he was sat on my lap ...

Somehow, I’m on the track an hour before dawn, a thick neoprene sleeve on my lower left leg, a bulky knee brace on my right. My gate is somewhere between shambling and wince-inducing. I feel like a newbie, like I did almost three years and three thousand miles ago when ...

The opinions contained below are mine, and not necessarily those of DadCentric. But they might be. Pardon me a rant... We've been so obsessed with empowering our girls, rightfully so, that we've allowed society to de-power our boys. I'm not...

Parenting, questions and the answers always changing.

People often ask me what it is I like to do in my free time. To which I say, mind your own freaking business. If I wanted you to know about it I would put it on the blog. Or Twitter. Or Facebook. But probably not Google Plus. But then ...

For two-thirds of my offspring, it’s the first day of school, which has me ready to write my “How I spent my summer vacation” essay. I had the great good fortune to be able to take another extended vacation with my family this year, as I have ever year since ...

If you split your rambling into pieces it looks more artsy.