Child’s play

I HAVE to laugh when I read all the complaints about paternity leave – or lack of it.

When my first baby was born, my husband was an electrician, paid by the hour. There was no way he could take leave. He took me, and new baby, home from hospital, put on the kettle and went straight back to work without even having a cup of tea himself.

We had no grannies or aunties handy, so I had to get on with baby myself. When the second child arrived, he had to take a week’s holiday, and then go back to work. Somehow we all survived. We had no choice. The children grew up well and happy and both parents survived.

MARY NISBET

Belhaven Place

Edinburgh