The UK has got newspapers right. There is a wide range of serious to frivolous dailies; most in tabloid size perfect for holding instead of the traditional broadsheet. The paper that most suits me is The Times and one of its columnists, Bel Mooney, is fast becoming one of my must-reads.

Last week, she responded to a mother who was in the typical dilemma of trying to figure out how to do the best for her children and for herself.

I suppose my question to you is: should I sacrifice the short term with my children for a happier long term for myself? Am I being selfish even considering this? Should I live life for now or for the future? Do you have a theory on finding the balance between family and intellectual life?

Bel’s response was so sensible that it even made me feel better about my own choices.

I don?t think it is selfish to look ahead in the full knowledge that when the children have left home, the days will seem long and empty indeed if you have not kept up some activity to call your own ? whether teaching or working in an Oxfam shop. You have to live life for now, but also be aware that no amount of well-wiped bottoms will guarantee you respect and attention when those same fundaments belong to self-absorbed teenagers, and therefore planning for your own future is sensible. Beyond worldly ambition, this is another version of that cultivation of the inner self I sometimes mention here.

Maybe I’ve been spending too much time and energy making sure Stephen’s bottom is well-wiped.