Diary Of A Bad Dad

The Peterborough Evening Telegraph - - Your Views - Writ­ten by Nigel Thorn­ton www.peter­bor­oughto­day.co.uk @Peter­bor­oughTel

Well that’s that, Preschooler T, for­merly known as Tod­dler T and Baby T is no more. As I write this, my lit­tle girl is ex­pe­ri­enc­ing her first day at school. I hope she’s cop­ing bet­ter than me and her mum.

I’m sure she will be. Cer­tainly in the run-up she was as un­fazed by the prospect of ‘big school’ as she is of two scoops of choco­late ice cream.

Un­like Mrs T, whose bot­tom lip has been on the point of com­plete col­lapse for the last few months. Me, I’ve just had Pink Floyd’s An­other Brick In The Wall on re­peat.

It’s a mo­men­tous oc­ca­sion (although I can’t re­mem­ber my first day at school) and I keep feel­ing I should mark it in some spe­cial way.

Maybe a “per­son­alised’’ gift that half the pop­u­la­tion pos­sess? Or a sea­son ticket to El­land Road? Did I ever tell you I wanted to call her Ellen Rose? I got the red card from mum on that one.

I sug­gested that I could pass on all my worldly wis­dom as she sets out on a new part of her life jour­ney. But as MrsT pointed out we don’t smoke and there­fore don’t have the back of a fag packet.

In the end I set­tled for giv­ing School­girl T an ex­tra big hug while whis­per­ing in her ear: “What­ever you do, don’t eat the semolina.’’

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