‘I don’t know where the time went?’ is a cliche, but like all cliches has a grain of truth in it. My youngest son is 9 today and is beginning to evolve from a child to a tweenager. A happy day …

(For my son, this is the height of humanity)

My oldest son will be 9 in August. He is considerably more able at sports than I ever was (he’s inherited his mother’s sporting genes: one of his cousins is …

Shock and suprise last week when a couple e-mailed to say they would be coming to church- they’d just moved into the area & could we accommodate 2 young children in a creche?

We have none. Our week by week …

So I’m stood there; watching nephews and my own children in a fun factory: I don’t like this place.

‘Will you come on with me, help me and race with me down the slide?’

And I did; it doesn’t take …

Saturday: Newcastle to see Madness. My 8 year old son’s first ever gig. I was 18 before I managed that (I think it may have been Suzanne Vega- also in Newcastle).

Gigs- something I have taken for granted; …