The shrill delight in my youngest son's loud declaration reverberated across our home yesterday morning. C was emphatically reminding us that it was Children's Day in my land. Yet for some nebulous cosmic reason, what actually came to my mind when I heard him was a voice from another land instead. Or should I say, … Continue reading “Tomorrow I’ll miss you” — my son’s last Children’s Day
I have a confession to make about books, one I've told no one before. Not even my wife. Ready? I grew up on the entire series of Malory Towers and The Twins at St. Clare's, by acclaimed children's author Enid Blyton. And when I grew older, I read women's classics like Little Women and Pride … Continue reading Growing up lonely – with chick lit books!