I was queueing up at the till in Boots the other day when I noticed a shaven headed young man in front of me waiting to pay for three jumbo packs of Durex 'Tingle'. I, however was waiting to pay for a pack of pull-up pants (4-5 years). Never before has my life as a father been brought into such sharp focus.
When I got home Liz told me I had bought the wrong pull-ups.
She laughed when I told her about the Durex 'Tingle'.
It was a depressing time.
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