“Pinch and a Punch for the First of the Month” – that’s what we woke up to in our house.

My youngest boy was the winner today, he said it before I could get my head together and announce the start of a new month – indeed, a New Year!

It’s a great way to start a new anything… with a challenge, a tease, a smile. What better way to re-kindle the family spirit from the last time we had fish ‘n chips, to get everyone talking, shouting or negotiating with each other? We love a good tease, well I do! It’s my best way of reminding the rest of the family that I am the poor, hard-done-by perisher who deserves more than my fair share at the trough.

I’m often referred to as ‘Daddy Pig’ for some obscure reason. That immediately places me at a disadvantage, having to fight back to the status of a leader in our pack. In case you are not up with the Peppa Pig stories, Daddy Pig is a bit of a buffoon who claims he can do most things in life, whereas he can’t actually blow up a balloon or navigate to the local shops. Of course this sits well with my reputation because I am actually rather good at all domestic things, to say nothing about worldly wisdom and personal achievement e.g. World Champion Muddy-Puddle Jumper.

Occasionally, I concede that things can go wrong and I end up looking like a real prune to my closest family members. Nevertheless I still believe that my two ‘hogs’, Harrison and Oliver, think of me in the end as their hero – well, (sort of)!

I’ve got a funny feeling that when Mummy-pig stirs from her slumber, she’ll be grunting her orders for the day and they will include “Drive me to the shops” because she’s still looking for bargains after Christmas. This means that I’m in for a nasty job (much worse than driving)! I hope it doesn’t involve shopping or standing to attention while all other Daddy-Pigs are happily working on their i-Pads. I’d much prefer to be serving my community than waiting for the sausage factory to take me in!

I’ll sneak my i-Pad into the car just in case I’m allowed to sit and wait for the shopping tsunami to end. Tell me, isn’t it a fact that shopping damages the delicate brain cells adjacent to the intellect region of the male brain? Well, I think it does, and it’s a great shame to lose my valuable community service in that manner.

Think of the great delight and huge value to our ‘piggy’ neighbours when they realise that I’m their undisputed, World Champion, Money Maker and I’m in their midst! I’m the one who can enable them to build and buy the strongest house of bricks, stronger than the nastiest of grey wolves could huff and puff to blow down! Follow my tracks from previous blog-posts and learn how to earn enough money to achieve this magical goal for 2019 and 2020: http://www.harry-wright.com/2018/12