She said she couldn't take my father, Roy, any longer and that I was coming with her. My father said: 'Don't you think we should ask John what he wants? I thought, given that my mother was a war widow and had two children from a previous marriage and my father only had me, that I should stay with him. I chose him, and that was that. It irrevocably damaged my relationship with my mother, who I only saw a handful of times before her death in Women have proved some of the strongest ballasts, moral compasses and figures of greatest esteem through my life.
The views expressed in the contents above are those of our users and do not necessarily reflect the views of MailOnline. Argos AO. Privacy Policy Feedback. Friday, Nov 12th 5-Day Forecast. Share this article Share. Comments 2 Share what you think. View all. Bing Site Web Enter search term: Search. I make a note of it. Even blokeish blokes change nappies now. Men are different now. In and , when my first wife had Julia and Eleanor, I regarded myself as a new breed of husband.
I was present at both the births in spite of the midwife's resistance, I was happy to do the feeding and I was prepared if necessary to change the odd nappy. But I was clumsy, so I found the business of folding the thick terry-towelling very awkward. I jabbed the safety-pins into the babies or myself. All my nappies leaked. I was soon taken off that particular duty. Nowadays nappy-changing is unrecognisably easy, and there are places everywhere to do it.
And no one even looks when I feed Rafe in public. I've been away from him for a few days already since he's been born, but now I'm back to my normal pattern of travelling. Baghdad is three hours ahead of London, which means I have to wait impatiently for Dee and Rafe to wake up.
Then I can speak to him, and hear his strange little sounds at the other end. I've persuaded myself that he will have forgotten me by the time I get back. A fortnight is a big proportion of the life of a six-week-old baby.
I'm here because I've got a job to do, and that job is usually done better if one is calm and unemotional. If you are lying in a pool of blood, you don't want an ambulance man who stands over you telling you how much he feels your pain. The same, I feel, with a news story. These are things people need to know about; my reactions to what is happening are of no interest or importance to anyone. The trouble is, I see Rafe everywhere now.
I understand what a miracle life is. To take it away or damage it doesn't seem like an outrage any more, but a blasphemy. It is dangerous to go out too much in Baghdad, though I try to do some filming every day. When I walk down the street the people I pass appear to me in an altogether new light. It must sound horribly corny, but each of them seems to have a quality, a value I never appreciated before. I've just arrived in Baghdad again - my third trip here since Rafe's birth.
The feeling about the special nature of the people I see hasn't faded, but I do detect signs of nervousness in myself. I'm so anxious to see how he turns out that I've started worrying more. At the same time there's been some nonsense in the press by people who don't come here that Baghdad isn't being reported properly. I'm determined to demonstrate that it can be.
So I've been doing some high-profile filming, with proper security precautions, and have found that it's easier and safer than I thought. The situation in Baghdad is worse than ever, and there are car bombs and shootings every day. But, I find, it's perfectly possible to report this place and get back home, safe in one piece. Rafe is becoming quite well-travelled for his age. He's already been with us on a quick weekend in the south of France, where he behaved stoically and well, and now Dee has taken him to Sharm el Sheikh in Egypt for a week while I go to Damascus.
All goes well for them until the flight home, which doesn't leave till 10pm. Rafe projectile-vomits across the aisle and hits a fellow-passenger, who is remarkably forgiving. I have come to sympathise greatly with people who fly with their babies, in a way I never did before. It's like getting into bed and jamming your foot against your son's toy, or just avoiding taking a header down the stairs because he's left a roller-skate on the top step.
The nuisance factor is there all right, but it's also a memory of something rather charming and tender. It takes two days to travel from Baghdad to London, and as I head home from my latest trip I spend most of the journey worrying that Rafe won't remember me. When I left he had started smiling and laughing a lot. But he still has his wonderful thousand-yard stare: he looks past you at the sky as though he's trying to work out the mysteries of the universe. As our RAF helicopter swoops at less than a hundred feet above the Baghdad skyline towards the airport, a man with a rocket-launcher leaps up on a nearby rooftop and aims at us.
But he did not see why laws passed by MPs should prevent him from taking the ultimate decision over his own life. I have a couple of bottles of pills handy. It may not be possible. But now at least I know how it can be done, and if I felt the need for doing it, I would. Mr Simpson was aware that his physician, or family members, may face prosecution in the event that they assisted his suicide.
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