
Men prefer to see the job done by the acknowledged expert of the field. The mother. Photo: GETTY
How well I remember the time I invited my old university chum James to admire my three-month-old first born. And I'm sure James does, too, for the sights he saw that day would put him off breeding for nearly a decade.
As soon as James reached the front door, I said: "Sorry, mate. You're coming for a walk." And I shoved my vile, puce-faced, bawling, nerve-shredding infant into his push chair and ...
Published on September 17, 2009 05:29