Halloween flashback

A childhood encounter with Chucky left me traumatised, terrified of dolls and occasionally threatening to piss on imaginary attackers. Thirty-five years later, my brother is still finding new ways to make my life miserable.

Low power mode

With baby number three just weeks away, Mrs OddFather seems to be gaining energy by the day, while I’m struggling to get above 50%.

The Dream House

A crowded train, a territorial armrest and a situation so devastating it leaves me sobbing.

The Parenting Paradox

Why do we spend so much time wishing our kids would grow up, only to realise we’ll miss these very moments when they do? Welcome to the parenting paradox.

Happy OddDaughter Day

Seven years of memories, milestones, laughter and love. A little birthday tribute to my amazing OddDaughter.