I still can’t believe that a week today I’m going to be a dad.
Spending the last Bank Holiday weekend driving around the north in a Transit Van with Les Dawson didn’t exactly win me brownie points with Roz. And running last week’s Wage Concern campaign meant a lot of late nights at work too.
But I’ve been working from home for the last couple of days, finishing the ‘nest’ and getting last minute baby booty.
I can’t help thinking that I’m coming to the end of the first part of my life, where for the vast majority of it, I came first.
But from next Tuesday, I will Go Third – behind a very understanding wife and our beautiful child.