“The Jubilee line is my sibling who I love spending my weekend time with. Independently, of course. Not with you Matty, those are father and son adventures, like in
Highgate tube station. For me, it will forever represent the foothills of Isaac’s future. For him, it’s the sunlit uplands. A young man bouncing up the escalators, a dad
Isaac can talk (and talk and talk and talk) for himself. His non-stop, boom-boom delivery conversely grounds him. When his voice levels are up, he’s actually levelling out. Odd
“Meeting new friends in new locations is not necessary. I interact with train enthusiasts on the internet. Every day I accomplish this mission. Thanks so much for the kind
Time was, life with Isaac felt like having the scary multi-shaped components of a gigantic IKEA flatpack kitchen that I needed to construct. Scrolls of instructions and thousands of
Chalk and cheese children are as typical as the centuries old idiom is truism. And of course, having dissimilar siblings many say is desirable. Brother and sister not sitting
“It’s a totally cloudy day, thank you, thank you!!” boomed Isaac, reborn in the middle of the road, arms aloft, awakened by the angels of the gloomy skies. Preaching,
It’s essentially a set of feelings – relief, fear, bewilderment, hope – that douse my memory of Isaac’s diagnosis, such is the power of emotion to burn with an
That timeless parental trigger of “I remember being that age…” has, in terms of Isaac, always been a steer-clear rather than a go-to. I get its usefulness as a
