Like thousands of others (I know this because I stood in the accommodation queue with many of them) my son went off to university this weekend. He was the last of the three. I say three, although in truth I borrow two of them; stepsons from my long term relationship with their mum. Kristian was the first to leave – he’s studying in Birmingham; Cavan went to Eastbourne last year and Noah has begun in Nottingham. Anyone who has small children will imagine what it’s like when they leave. Anyone who’s children have gone will know the feeling I’m having now which is that I am finding my way as a Dad where the children aren’t always around. For a mum where the children have been at home it must be a bigger shift. The fact is life has now changed.