Dad’s World with Jonathan deBurca Butler

I’M first home in the afternoons. Bar the initial storm of demands and welcome home assaults, things are quite calm.

We go out in the garden and kick football or do a jigsaw after which I get the dinner ready while the pair of them watch some TV or wander around the house playing.

Quite often, after dinner has been served, fruit has been demolished and yogurts have disappeared, we will sit down together, the three of us, and have a post-din-bicky.