Gay Dad

Finally payday arrives and I have some cash. To celebrate, I ask the kids if they want to go and see the Avengers Assemble 3D movie that evening – the proviso is that Aidan finish his graphics project first (his tutor emailed me the day before saying she knew it was too much to expect him to turn up to class, but if there was anything I could do to ensure he turned up for the exam she would be most grateful). My boyfriend rang and said he would love to see the Avengers movie, too – but only if it didn't infringe on my dad'n'lad time. And so eventually all four of us set off for the local Odeon. I must be getting old, because I'm shocked at the price of the tickets: £12.65 for an adult, plus £1 if you need 3D glasses (er, yes). At the kiosk I notice that if your children are under 12 you can get a family deal: two adults and two kids. I wonder if the bloke at the kiosk would say anything if the two adults requesting a family ticket were male… and, if so, would he ask to see a civil partnership certificate? Sadly, Ed is too tall to pass off as 12 and so it's a conundrum I shall never actually face – unless, of course, Simon gets his way and I end up becoming a father again in the not-too-distant future.