Hi all, I’m 35 years old (and drunk at the moment) I’ve just come back from playing darts and both my kids were awake. Being drunk I decided it would be a good idea to tell them what a failure their dad is (not good when your drunk and it makes your 9 year old cry). But I’ve decided that its not my fault that I’m a failure, its a combination of my parents and my teachers. back in the 80’s and 90’s my parents never took an interest in my school work or made sure I done my homework, and I was put in the bottom groupe after the results of my C.A.T’s and never had a hope in hell of ever moving up (although I was top in my class). I would love to wright a book, I’ve got a head full of ideas but can’t get it on paper. so here is my promise, It’s too late for me, but not my kids. I love my parents to bits but will not allow my chileren to go through what I did.