Nobody Mentioned That Having A Boy Means Your Heart Gets Permanently Beaten Up.

Suddenly, two weeks into Intermediate School and I’m full of questions. What do you do in form room? How many boys in the class? How long is morning tea? It’s interval now Mum. “OK, how long is interval then? Are the big boys friendly?” Not that I want to know if they’re not. He doesn’t … More Nobody Mentioned That Having A Boy Means Your Heart Gets Permanently Beaten Up.

Butter Fingers.

Dear Dad You made me believe I was good at mathematics and chemistry. Academically, you convinced me I could achieve anything, thank you. Great job. However, there’s one area where you failed – you didn’t tether me to a field and force me to play sport. I’m about as agile as a footstool; my arms … More Butter Fingers.