JORD And Thornton’s: A Perfect Father’s Day Pairing

My husband didn’t have a very good birthday this year. For a variety of reasons, including me having to work and Aviya not being in a great mood, his day pretty much sucked. So, I’ve decided that we were going to use Father’s Day this year to make up for it!

There are two gifts on my list for hubby for this Father’s day: A wooden watch from clockmaker JORD and a big hamper of Thornton’s chocolate.

Of course Father’s Day can be all about handmade gifts, but I thought we’d push the boat out this year, so let me tell you about the star attractions.

JORD Wooden Watches

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My husband isn’t huge on jewelry, but  a decent watch is pretty nice, and can make an arm feel rather official and important, I think. It looks good too, so when I saw these JORD watches I knew I wanted one (for him, of course!). They are just so unusual and beautiful!

JORD watches are made from woods: bamboo, maple, sandalwood, blackwood, cherry, and teak. The glass is made from scratch-proof blue film glass. Each one of these gorgeous watches is hand-crafted from natural materials making each one truly unique.

Even the cleaning instructions just feel so natural and ‘clean’ – you mix olive oil and lemon juice and apply the mixture to a cotton cloth.

It took me ages to decide which one I thought my other half would like most, versus what I liked most, but in the end I think I found the perfect one – and on the off chance he reads this before Father’s Day, I’m not telling you which one it is!

I must say quite honestly that I got a lot more than I expected with this JORD watch. I don’t think I expected it to be so ‘finished’, polished, sophisticated and just simply beautiful.  For $120/£72, I am just blown away by it! Shipping in the US is free, but to the UK is an added $20 First Class.

Worth every penny, as far as I’m concerned.

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Thornton’s Best Dad Hamper

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My husband has a sweet tooth so sugary, it often gets him in trouble as he sneaks treats from the kitchen, so I know that a box of chocolates will never go amiss. But if that’s  the case, five  bits of chocolate will positively make his day.

I decided on the Best Dad Hamper (£27.99) because there’s enough chocolate variety there to keep him treasure hunting for a while, but there’s not so much that I need  a bigger size of jeans at the finish line for his expanded waistline (or worse, mine if he decides to share!)

Thornton’s have some amazing offers on their chocolate hampers from time to time, so definitely one to keep an eye out for. Our chocolate hamper contained a Milk Chocolate Beer Mug plaque, a milk, dark & white Classics box (which may or may not actually make it to Father’s Day as I see it looking at me every time I open the cupboard, despite being hidden in a drawer!), a smashing box of Assorted Special Toffee and not one, but two bags of chunky Dark Chocolate Caramels. The box of truffles has the hand-iced message ‘Worlds Best Dad!’ which completes the ultimate gift for him. It all comes wrapped in brown organza, with a chocolate ‘tag’ for icing his name on too.

This would work perfectly well as a gift hamper, but there’s so much of it that we will probably split it into treasures for him on Father’s Day.

We’re combining these two gorgeous gifts with an Awesome Dad t-shirt, a personalised whisky label from Famouse Grouse and a treasure map so he can go on a hunt for his gifts. If I can get my act together, there may even be some hand-print ceramics for his traditional gift too.

What Father’s Day Means To Me

A guest post from my hubby, Martin, today, on what this, his 3rd Father’s Day, means to him.

Having grown up on the giving end of Father’s Day, it was quite a surprise to find myself on the receiving end for the first time a couple of years ago.

It’s not that I didn’t see it coming or anything like that – I mean, even in the brave and confusing new world of becoming a father for the first time, it’s fairly obvious that Father’s Day probably has something to do with fathers.

It’s more that I’ve never had a Day before. Yes, there are birthdays – but considering all you have to do to have one of those is be alive, it’s hardly some kind of grand honour (although the presents aren’t bad sometimes).Aviya and Daddy, Skin to Skin

No, Father’s Day is about more than that, about more than marking another year of successfully not dying. To me, it’s an invitation to think about the father I’d like to be remembered as.

Thinking back on my own childhood, I’d say without question that I had (and still have) a good father. Having had just the one, of course, I can’t be 100% sure, but I’m pretty confident.

I don’t remember ever feeling unloved, unsupported or misunderstood. I recall the pride I felt when I did something dad was impressed by, the security of knowing he’d be there even if (or rather when) I made mistakes, and the trust of believing he was steering the sometimes chaotic ship containing our family through life with a steady hand.

Now a lot of that may have been down to the blind innocence and naivete of youth, but the point is that those are the things that made an impression, not the amount of pocket money I received, or the new toys at Christmas, or how successful dad was at work because of the long hours he spent at the office.

And if that’s what mattered to me as a child, that’s surely what my own children will look back on and judge me on now that I’m a father.

Children – especially young children – tend to look at their fathers as heroes, and to me that’s one of the biggest rewards fatherhood brings. But in too many cases our children grow up to realise the truth is very different, and that’s a responsibility too many fathers seem unwilling, or incapable of, facing up to.

So with today being Father’s Day, I – like many other fathers – enjoyed breakfast in bed served up by little hands, and smiled at the hand-made Father’s Day card my daughter made especially for me through the week. In other words, today I’ll celebrate being the hero. But tomorrow, and every other day of the year, it’ll be up to me and dads everywhere to prove we’re worthy of the honour.

How Can Fathers Bond With Breastfed Babies?

It’s Father’s Day today, and also the start of National Breastfeeding Week, so I thought I’d combine the two and got Ameli’s Daddy – my husband Martin – to chip in with his thoughts on fatherhood, bonding and breastfeeding.


It’s about as helpless as I’ve ever felt as a parent.

The situation goes something like this: it’s 10pm and you’re sitting in the lounge watching TV. Nine-month-old baby has been waking up crying a lot over the last few nights thanks to a particularly bad bout of teething. Being a breastfed baby, however, the soothing reassurance of mum’s breast is all it takes to get her back to sleep within a few moments.
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I Cannot Imagine Parenting Without…

The theme for this months’ carnival of natural parenting is “I cannot image parenting without…” At first I thought it was an easy answer, but a bit of investigating brought me to a totally different conclusion.

Welcome to the February Carnival of Natural Parenting: Parenting Essentials

This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Code Name: Mama and Hobo Mama. This month our participants have shared the parenting essentials that they could not live without. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.


I thought that perhaps it was my Ella Roo sling. It was the best thing I ever acquired in the first months of parenting. It made my life so much simpler, without a pushchair up and down the stairs into our house, and never having to leave it outside at Rhyme Time. Of course, there’s also how lovely it was to be able to keep Ameli close to me, soothe her, lull her to sleep, and get on with the housework while she’s asleep on my back.
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Breastfeeding in Public: Through Daddy’s Eyes

Author: Martin
So, breastfeeding. It occurs to me that a man writing about breastfeeding is probably either very brave or very stupid. Well, I don’t count myself to be unusually brave, so I’m hoping there’s an option C I’ve overlooked.

As a new father I’ve been asked several times – invariably by women – for my opinions on breastfeeding “from a man’s point of view”, and in particular my thoughts on the sometimes delicate (and at all times controversial) subject of breastfeeding in public.
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Flying Blind as a New Father

Author: Martin

It’s probably fair to say that there are a lot of less than perfect fathers out there, but having been at the business myself for approaching a year now, there’s a part of me that sympathises.

Now, that’s not to excuse bad parenting – absolutely not. What I mean is that there’s no manual telling you how to be a dad (and if there was, we’d no doubt refuse to read it, of course), and particularly in the beginning, you spend an awful lot of time trying to figure out just what you’re supposed to be doing.
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Fatherhood: A Cautionary Tale

Author: Martin

As any new parent will no doubt know, some things are exactly like you’ve been told, and some things very much aren’t. Take getting drooled on, for example. I expected this was something I would find a problem. But 10 months of getting drooled on regularly later, I can now report that I barely even notice.

Another thing I was told to expect from parenthood was that concepts like free time and hobbies were about to change drastically. This, sadly, is 100 per cent true. For me, the greatest casualty of my transition into fatherhood has been the gentle and harmless pursuit of reading.
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What message does this send our children?

Author: Martin

To me, there are few places on this earth that so blatantly represent the very worst of naked consumerism than the modern toy store. Now I’m not talking about the family-run shop selling wooden toys and play things – those few that still survive,  anyway. I’m talking about the gleaming multi-coloured superstores with huge in-store displays whose sole intention is to drive kids into such a state of excitement that parents are only too happy to part with large wads of cash if only for the sake of their sanity.
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Dads, I’ve Got Two Words For You

Author: Martin

Someone asked me recently what one single piece of advice I would give to fathers-to-be. Leaving aside my first answer, which was “don’t believe that there’s one single piece of advice that will solve all your problems”, I settled on a simple two-word answer: “be there”.

Like most simple two-word answers, though, it sounds a lot easier than it is. To me, being there has meant standing vigil through a long and difficult home birth; it’s meant giving up work and social opportunities to spend more time at home with the family; it’s meant putting on my sincerest fake smile when baby wakes up at 5am deciding it’s time for daddy to get up.

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Do Girls Really Need to be Daddy’s Princess?

I have a good father. I know that I am lucky. He was away a lot when I was a child, and I honestly don’t remember him being at too many school plays, (but that might just be the memory of a child) but he was there and he loved me. There have been five moments in my life where his love for me and pride in me were most clearly visible to me, and I treasure each of those moments – knowing that he loves and is proud of me in the times in between too.

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