Romanian_NudeI’m just back from a brief trip to the Deepish North – no, not the really Deep North like Northumberland – where I took my son Frankie to Barnard Castle for a few great days with his grandparents. They only have wired internet, and upstairs only, and in quite awkward places too… so it was tricky to get online when, among all the other things, Frankie wants me to play all of the time and is demanding to know where I am if I drop out of sight for longer than a few seconds. I could only do one thing at a time. No email. No Facebook. No… anything. Just family. Talking and being with loved ones. I loved it. And I relearned a very special lesson. Want to know what it was?