My Father Was A Manual Worker.

When Fast Food Is Not A Treat But A Dietary Staple, The Children Surf The Internet All Day In Dark Corners Of The Room And Are Bombarded With Latest Gadgets. Things Replace Parental Standards.

I Was A Postman One Christmas And I Developed A Morbid Fear Of Dogs.

Being An Mp Is A Good Job, The Sort Of Job All Working-class Parents Want For Their Children -- Clean, Indoors And No Heavy Lifting. What Could Be Nicer?

My Mother Liked Jim Reeves. I Hated His Records. He Was Unbearable.

Families Are Struggling Against A Tide Of Junk Information On Junk Food.