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  • The burden of grief

    Tweet Last night I dreamed my father died again. In October it will be 25 years since he died, but in my dream, it was as though it was happening now, and the pain…

    April 28, 2013
  • My precious

    Tweet I think that one of the reasons I’m so protective of No 1 Son, one of the reasons I’ve always wanted to wrap him in cotton wool, is because he was quite delicate…

    August 1, 2012
  • These hands stole my heart

    Tweet One of my favourite memories of No 1 Son being born – apart from the moment when he was placed briefly on my stomach, a screaming ball of fury – is seeing him…

    June 27, 2012
  • About a boy

    Tweet He’s fantastically complicated, this boy of mine. Like that proverbial box of chocolates, you never know what you’re going to get. He’s funny, with an incredible sense of humour. He can hold a…

    November 23, 2011