Tim Dowling: ‘There’s a crowd in the kitchen’

At this stage in life, I thought the house would be empty or full. Turns out it is both On Tuesday morning, I lie in bed until 10am, because I can. My wife is already out somewhere, so there is no one around to question my choices. In fact, I am under the impression that I’m alone in the house, but when I eventually go downstairs to make coffee, I find three grown sons sitting at the kitchen table in their coats. They are not, I can’t help noticing, my sons. Continue reading...