My house is full of boys and I have nowhere to go. There are only three of them, but they are an uncontainable, terrifyingly extensive physical presence. My stepsons, Sam and Linus are 6’2” and 6’4”. My boy Silas, all wiry climber’s limbs and freakishly long fingers, is no bigger than me, but no less …
When I was a boy I went to school with boys in an environment where the cutting comment and the snide remark were regarded as the highest form of wit, or even art. Also when I was a boy, I could not dance. Which put me in a very dangerous place in relation to snide …
It’s my dad’s birthday today. He was on holiday with Mum recently and had a bit of a funny turn, which involved a night in hospital before they came home. He’s been better since they got back, after a little rest and relaxation. Holidays are exhausting. Actually, it sometimes feels like everything is exhausting and …
I was in the car yesterday when I suddenly realised it was Tuesday morning and I’d forgotten this Pause for Thought. Forgotten to write it. Forgotten to come to the studio. Forgotten the whole thing. It was a horror show. I pulled over. I started to go over the previous 24 hours to try to …