Ar'noon. Today I've been desperately trying to sort out random jobs in case Mrs A starts Spawning over the weekend... A lot of the backroom bits and bobs which I find myself bogged down with still need to be sorted if I'm not here, and there's no guarantee I'll have my laptop with me either.
Hence only a brief update today, and it's not even that funny. Normal service resumed on Monday.
Running a regional newspaper is a full-time job, involving long hours, commitments in the local community and a general inability to ever switch off . Just like being a father. Juggling the two should be fun then...
What's it all about?
I've been a journalist for almost 20 years, and in that time I've jumped out of planes, interviewed Prime Ministers and visited warzones, all of which is a piece of cake in comparison to being a new dad. This is me, desperately trying to juggle my role as local newspaper editor with my impending responsibilities as a new father, and determined not to fail at either. D-day is May 23, and after that, nothing will be the same again...
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