Book Day Nightmares....
(An edited version of this column appeared in Good Taste Magazine, Dubai in September 2012) Thing 1:My creativity knows no bounds ‘ Are you going to be doing that all night? ’ whines my husband from the sofa. It’s 11pm on a school night, and I’m sitting on the floor surrounded by bits of cardboard, glue, crepe-paper and scissors. I've been here for over three hours and have so far produced: a one-foot-high, red and white striped hat for my seven-year-old ‘Cat in the hat’ ; a t-shirt with a ‘ Diary of a wimpy kid’ design painted onto it, for my nine-year-old Greg Heffley wannabe; a blue wig which has been fashioned from the insides of a scatter cushion dipped in blue paint, and glued to a rubber swimming hat, for ‘ Thing One’ aka the five-year-old. Yes, it’s Book Day tomorrow, and like any good school event, the real work is done at home - long into the night – by us, the hapless parents. And any plans for an evening spent, glass in hand, sitting in front of ‘ Colin...