As the boy becomes a young
man on his eighteenth birthday my parental responsibilities (legally at least) end
with a job well enough done, including, in rough chronological order: changing
nappies, rocking to sleep, pushing prams, reading stories, taking to primary school,
building sandcastles, enduring Disney rides, building Lego, dragging to swimming
lessons, football kickabouts, school parents’ evenings, skimming stones on the
beach, Eurocamping, cricket practice and matches, road trips to Wembley,
athletics meetings, exams, and driving lessons.
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