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My week with Martha: Monday

A few weeks ago I had a week off in-between jobs. Instead kicking back and relaxing, my wife thought it would be a great idea if I spent three days of my much-anticipated holiday looking after our daughter while she went to work; the proviso being that we could spunk the money we saved not hiring a nanny to do something together sans child for once. I agreed/acquiesced to this arrangement — after all, I’m dandy Dad and if anyone can show my daughter a good time then it’s me, right? ...

I have some awful news…

It was a bright June evening but I remember the air was completely still, not even the familiar cloying scent of jasmine from next door’s herb garden was able to penetrate the atmosphere. I was slumped on the sofa in the living room, sipping at a beer and beginning to decompress after another long, underwhelming day at work. My wife Emily was putting our 9-month-old daughter Martha to bed after I’d given her the usual lukewarm, shallow bath. This part of the evening was our much-cherished downtime, where we could unwind, have a drink and talk away the working day before I got busy rustling up something in the kitchen for supper. ...

Dandy Dad’s Heroes: Stuart Heritage

Ah, the internet; so much to answer for. The democratisation of media for one. In my very limited experience of blogging, becoming a parent does not a good writer make. In fact, one of the main reasons for starting this blog in the first place was the lack of quality being pumped out into the parenting arena of the blogosphere. So much poor writing, so many dull lives; or so it would seem......

5 things you’re told you need that you don’t

Checklists – how bloody organised. Unfortunately, you’ll have to make loads of them when your baby is born. Between mumsnet, midwives, your parents and the NHS website, you’ll have a list as long as your arm of essential items you have to buy. Some will be invaluable, others will be as useful as Captain Hook at a gynecologists' convention. ...

The Dandy Dad Manifesto (Part 1)

I’m in a bit of a bind. Although I’m overjoyed at the news that I’ll be a father for the first time next month, my inner fashionista is frankly terrified. You see, I’m a bit of an urban exhibitionist. In fact, I own more pairs of shoes than my wife, and I consider my inclusion on the Hackney Hipster Hate blog a badge of honour. ...