ISAAC’S fondness for football continues to develop.
My regular reader will remember that neither of my boys has ever shown much interest in the game that I love.
Despite my best efforts, neither Gabriel, 15, nor Isaac, 13, could be persuaded to watch or play football.
That has changed over the last two months, during which Isaac has discovered the merits of the beautiful game.
He attends training twice a week and hopes to win a place in his school’s football team. I’m obviously delighted, my wife less so.
Last weekend we had to buy him some new boots (white and orange), a strip (red and white, obviously) and shin pads (rainbow-coloured, bizarrely). She was horrified at the cost.
I think I tut-tutted in the right places, while thinking ‘just wait until she sees how much a child’s season card is.’
WHO says young people aren’t interested in what is going on in the world?
Gabriel has been watching developments in Libya with great interest and was keen to find out whether I think the coalition of forces was right to attack Tripoli.
At first I thought it was a gung-ho interest in the fighter planes, missiles and loud explosions,
But I under-estimated him, and his interest is far deeper than Sky’s footage of submarines launching missiles.
He wants to understand how the situation got to this stage and the reasons why.
He said he and his friends had been talking about the issue, so it’s not just him. Apparently, there have been long discussions online.
My generation too readily dismisses young people as only being interested in their own ‘Facebook communities.’
Perhaps it is these very communities which are encouraging them to think on a more global scale.
A CHILD-LESS weekend awaits. Gabriel is off on a Duke of Edinburgh Award weekend, so my better half and I decided we’d take advantage and leave Isaac with his nana and grandad and head off to the Lakes for a couple of days.
I’m sure we’ll have a great time, but we’ll spend a large portion of the weekend talking about the lads, or looking for things to buy them.
I wonder if that will ever change. As a parent, are your first thoughts always for your children?
Will we still be thinking the same in ten years time, when, hopefully, the boys have flown the nest? Surely our attitude will have changed should we become grandparents? Won’t it?