"You hear laughter breaking through, it makes you want to fart. You’re heading for a breakdown, better pull yourself apart. " - John Cooper Clarke

>When he is nice, he is very, very nice…

>Todd came home from an afternoon out with friends on Saturday, covered in make-up in the guise of a ghoul and he’d had his finger nails painted black. Lovely. He hasn’t thought of how to get the stuff off, so I’ll leave that part up to his tiny little brain to work out.

On Sunday morning he came into my bedroom as there was no one else in the house and he told me that he’d been out ‘Trick-or-Treating’ with another 16 year old and her 18 year old boyfriend. He had a huge bag of sweets and he told us what they got up to. At their age, I’d have thought they would know better, but hey, everyone likes freebies. Apparently, whilst still at his friend’s house some younger kids rang and Todd answered the door. As there were no sweets in the house Todd gave one child a biscuit, the other a kiwi and the third a lemon.

Healthier than sweets, I suppose.

What was nice was the fact that Todd left some sweets on his sister’s pillows before leaving, and I found a box of raisins next to my laptop.

We’d talked about everything before he left, and he even kissed me before meeting up with his friends for the day. That’s the boy that I love and adore, and it’s moments like that I should never forget.

Even when he next puts his foot through something.