Excellent news, people. I’ve written another song. This one is all about the recurring parental nightmare of getting stuck in the soft play. Sing it loud and proud to the tune of kiddy’s festive favourite ‘When Santa Got Stuck Up The Chimney’.
Inspiration can strike at bizarre times. Like when you are sniffing your child’s backside at the side of a swimming pool in Ibiza on a sunny Friday afternoon, for example. There I was doing our standard 3pm poo check, when it hit me: as a parent, you end up doing loads of things that are actually pretty creepy when you sit down and think about it. Continue reading “5 slightly creepy things all parents do”
