Had yesterday afternoon off to attend Becky’s sports day, but it was cancelled so caught up on some UKPOKERINFO work. I do wonder at what point we started to feel the need to attend our kid’s sport’s days? No one ever turned up to mine when I was a kid! Actually when did we start paying so much attention to our kid’s?
I spend at least 50 or 60 hours a week with Becky. When I was a kid I only ever seemed to see my Dad on our annual week in Great Yarmouth. Ok, that’s a slight exaggeration, I would also see him for two hours a week, between the time he woke up and the time he went to the pub on Saturday and Sunday.
I seem to spend huge amounts of time with my daughter, all day Saturday we went into town and on Sunday we went to the pictures, and I still felt guilty on Sunday for spending the early evening writing. Its weird, I just don’t think I’ll ever feel comfortable with the time I give her, nothing will ever be enough.
I think today’s parents probable concentrate far too much on there children, when I was a kid I was pretty much left to get on with it. You just don’t see kids out and about much on there own anymore, everyone’s too scared to let them out of sight.
It’s all bit hysterical isn’t it, I can’t believe there where any less nonce’s around in the seventies and eighties then there is now, we just seemed to accept certain realties like ‘You can’t watch them every hour of the day’ back then, nowadays parents are obsessive about knowing where there kids are every minute of every hour of every day.
I remember as a kid just disappearing all day with me mates, over the woods and that sort of thing during the holidays. Just don’t imagine that goes on much today, I’d be getting texts from me mum every five minutes to make sure I wasn’t on my way round Garry Glitter’s house to see his ‘kittens’.
I’ve started writing a film script, the idea just hit me like a ton of bricks and it’s fighting to get out. Mind you my last effort to write fiction went down like a hot dog in a mosque, the link’s here (The Home Game), please somebody read it and leave a comment!
ohh and I've qualified for the weekly Killarney final again, so better luck this time hopefully.
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
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Congrats on qualifying again.
As far as the script goes at least your writing something. That's way more than most can say.
I think its cute the time you spend with and thinking of your your daughter ;)
My mum went to my sports day and she was the cruella d'evil of all mothers.
“Nigel this is an article warning people about losing all there money online, apparently your mate Sonny lost so much his dad had to sell the family business to bail him out, I wondered why ‘Poppadum preach’ had closed down, shit I used to love there Bhuna”.
Cracked me up.
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