As I sit here listening to Daphne “Change” (great track by the way, you’ll love it – or at least I will try to encourage you to love it), it’s starting to occur to me that change is somewhat dominating our lives at the moment. We watch a cartoon called Humf, where the main character this morning proclaimed his sheer delight at the fact he could change his mind on the things he likes. Obviously the lyrics of the record I’m listening to are all about people changing their minds – I even opted for a beer from the fridge, when I had initially gone to the kitchen for a glass of wine before I started to write this. But then those examples of change
Mum Archive
The intention of the letters up to this stage has been a way of introducing you to us, to your world – to try to explain how you came to be with us. The intention of this letter is to try to offer you some guidance, to explain to you the importance of family – and to explain why family means so much more than just us, your parents. I’ve never been great with my extended family. There is no negative reason for this, it is purely because I am lazy – I tend to get in touch with people when I need to, rather than just to keep a steady flow of communication going with them. Family members are different. It appears that even
Dear Lauren You may never read this. Given the fact that you can’t read and that by the time you can, this blog may no longer exist. However your Mum asked me to write something to you when you were born, as a keepsake of who we are, and how you’ve changed our lives. Admittedly I’m a mere 21 months behind schedule with this, but that’s nothing for me. I am an open procrastinator. One of the finest you will find. Actually, that’s a lie. Give me a deadline, tighter the better and I will produce the goods to an exemplary standard. Give me an open brief, a jaunty wave of the hand and tell me to go off and do something – and chances