Daddy vs Chips XI Though the twins are not yet two, the ‘terrible twos’, it appears, are upon us. Though the tears and tantrums started some time ago, over the last two weeks I have been introduced to a new terror: The Tantrum In Public. Advertisements
Daddy vs Chips X. Today, Da-Da-Da attended his first dance class. This was something he never wanted to do, but was forced into by the terrible twosomes drunken pirouetting to everything from Nicki Minaj to In The Night Garden. Lacking any discernible sense of rhythm, Da-da-da was understandably nervous. It is hard being the only… Continue reading Daddy’s First Dance Class
Daddy vs Chips IX. I have previously written about our ventures between the British Isles with the twins here, expressing my preference for Irish Ferries over my once beloved Ryan Air. In the past, Da-da-da and Ma-ma-ma have only had the courage to take the twins on the aptly named Jonathan Swift catamaran, which can cross… Continue reading Travelling with Twins: The Long Haul
Daddy vs Chips VIII. At New Year we were struck down by the norovirus. Over the Christmas period, this nasty little bug had tore through the twins extended family like wildfire.
Daddy vs Chips VII. Back in October, I described how to make the difficult-to-master pizza bread. Due to popular demand, its time to look at another challenging recipe: eggy bread (or french toast, if you are middle class). Da-da-da’s record on cooking has been somewhat dubious, but this recipe, stolen from Ma-ma-ma, is foolproof. The… Continue reading Beating the lunch time blues II
Daddy vs Chips VI. Unlike many people, I love Ryanair. Having an Irish wife, my relationship owes a lot to Michael O’Leary’s no frills, low cost flights. Despite the horror stories you hear, I have never found the leg room too little (and I’m 6’4″) or their staff anything less than courteous. The only gripe I have… Continue reading On the High Seas!
Daddy vs Chips V. Thursday was a beautiful, sunny day in the SC (Sutton Coldfield) so Da-da-da was keen to do something fun and ‘educational’ outside. After his last outdoors failure, Ma-ma had bought the twins some super-sized chalks to prevent mess. Having buttoned Cillian in his stylish gilet and zipped up Saoirse’s spotty fleece, the… Continue reading Fun in the Autumn Sun