Monday, February 23, 2009

Single Parent Dad Makes an Appearance

Have you guys met Ian yet? He is better know by his blog name of Single Parent Dad. He is one of my new Brit friends. He is slowly teaching me all I need to know about football (that is soccer you bloody Americans). He can actually get away with saying "Bloody Hell" and not sounding like a complete idiot. Hey Americans did you know when you say "bloody" it sounds really funny. Anyways, Single Parent Dad has the keys to the Bungalow today. Show him some love and keep your feet off the coffee table.

I have the keys to, what was, a lovely three bedroom bungalow. Anyone want to party?


And by party, I mean the jelly and ice-cream variety, rather than the swigging from a barrel or keg, dependent on what continent you learnt your English, type.


The lovely Kat asked me to write her something while she was off enjoying the best of England, so we have not got much time. I expect the full tour to take about 45 minutes.


I am Single Parent Dad, or should that be, I am A Single Parent Dad. I am not an ambassador for Visit England.


My beautiful wife died in the summer of 2005, when our son was just seven months old. And it has been me and him ever since, thus the unimaginative moniker.


This is actually my maiden guest post, and I am lucky enough that Kat has not had enough time reading my stuff to realise an invite might not have been the best idea.


As a temporary resident in this wonderful country, ignore my previous slight, I think it is nice that they are having visitors and are off gallivanting to discover what it has to offer.


Guests are absolutely fantastic, and I think that their stock gets even greater when there are children in your home.


I blogged recently about how much I, or we, enjoy going out to stay in. The same is true in reverse, I enjoy entertaining, and sometimes, even by just having different personnel in your abode, things that had lost their appeal, quickly regain it.


Games, and toys, consigned to history become more interesting when played with new, or different people.


Cooking for a crowd can also be fun. And less of a chore, plus there are more people to load the dishwasher – that reminds me, I must check if there is one here.


There is also greater motivation to go out and explore, or just take lunch or dinner out together.


I have become so used to going out with my son, I actually found it quite difficult a few weeks ago to go out in the day-time just with my folks, and without my usual three-foot-companion.


It is not like I do not enjoy the places I take my son to, far from it. I love places like the Safari Park, Thomas Land, and, what would be like a busman’s holiday for my hosts, the RAF Museum.


But I had got so used to targeting places that my child would enjoy, my simple thought process was finding it difficult to adapt to a different set of requirements.


Namely, pleasing myself, and I suppose my parents.


We actually popped back to the RAF Museum, as I had thought it would be a great place to visit, when I could actually concentrate on the exhibits, and take my time reading through them, rather having to have at least one eye on my child.


That proved to be true.


In the last couple of years we too have relocated, not as geographically dramatic as Kat and crew, but we have built our own home, both figuratively and actually, in a much more rural part of the country.


It was time to be less ignorant of our surroundings and history.


And with the help of the Internet, and the knowledge of the locals, it was not long before our few days together were full of interesting places to go and visit.


I hope that it is the same for my blog landlady, and that you have not been too disappointed with your substitute blogger, all will return to normal soon.


So you can forget this ever happened.


16 comments:

Captain Dumbass said...

RAF Museum? My kids would love that! Oh wait... ya, I know what you mean.

Yaya said...

It's nice to hear from you SPD!

Kat-you said 'bloody americans' hahahahahaha!

Melissa said...

Ian, I just popped over to your blog. Max is adorable. Good job you.

Mama Dawg said...

Well done newbie guest blogger. Kat chose wise.

Badass Geek said...

Sorry to hear of your loss, SPD, but thanks for sharing!

Bee and Rose said...

Well, what a lovely surprise! Just popped in to visit Kat and found one of my favorite bloggers!

Fantastic maiden voyage, SPD!

Petra a.k.a The Wise (*Young*) Mommy said...

Nice post! So glad I stopped by and was introduced to this new blogger.

I also LOVE staying in with friends. Good food, good drink and good conversation is my favorite thing in the world.

Well done!

Single Parent Dad said...

Cool.

It looks like a got away with it then.

Thanks for all your kind words, and I hope to see you back here, and at my place soon.

Sammanthia said...

Nicely done- Kat couldn't have picker a better person for the job!

Chairman Bill said...

We're doing a self-build too, but a contemporary rural barn.

Lola said...

Nice job, SPD! I love to stay in with friends, too.

rosiescribble said...

Great Blog Substitution Single Parent Dad!

Penelope said...

Ohhhh check you out Mr Guest Blogging Guy! You hit the big time ;o)
(Mental note for when I take a holiday later in the year!)
Anyway, super post as always, but I was rather hoping for some wine at this party...hello...wine....anybody...

T said...

Hey Ian!! Thanks for giving us a new place to visit.

Hmmm... its nice around here! Are you making tea?

Tismee2 said...

here I am trying to sneak in a few comments because I've been slacking on comments lately and I stumble across you!

Does that mean you're famous now?

splodge said...

Hiya fellow-Brit. Well done on the post. I'm late, so all the jelly and ice cream have already been snaffled - sob!