Yes he is.
Ned, my handsome, gentle, dry-humoured boy, is a young man.
This year I’ve seen less of him than I ever have – he’s studying in London and living with his Dad – and even though we see each other often, it’s been hard. I still make the wrong amount of food and wait for [...]
It was not an auspicious start.
Dad and I set off from Northumberland for London at 10.30am on Friday, needing to get to our hotel, check in, meet Ned, eat, and be at the start for 8.15pm. In theory, we had plenty of time. In practice, we sat in traffic on the M25 for a couple [...]
1. He’s a head taller than me, and I’m 5′8″.
2. He’s one of the most emotionally intelligent people I know.
3. When he was 4 he had an enormous stick collection.
4. When Joy as born, he bounced into the hospital and said “Oh, that’s a nice baby, Mummy!” Eighteen months later, he said, “I think we [...]
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