The smelly job of being a dad

Surely, holding a door open for a member of either sex is just good manners?

LESLEY KEATING: Would you dare hold a door open for a woman?

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Being a dad involves doing some disgusting things, things you never knew existed in those days before you were responsible for a human life.

Even if you were aware of these things, it was only in an observation capacity with no involvement needed.

Of course the first is changing a baby’s nappy. That smell never ever gets easier.

Then there is the time your child gets sick and they vomit all over the sofa and it gets into every gap available and you’re left cleaning the sofa for weeks as you try to get rid of that smell.

Slightly worse is when the vomit lands on you and you are left picking what looks like pieces of carrot from your favourite shirt.

But I have since found out that there is something else that comes higher on the disgusting scale. This is when your child, while barefoot, stands in dog poo.

It is by far the worst smell that can ever waft up your nose.

Well, so I’m told. I was at work when this unfortunate incident happened so it was left to my partner Serena to deal with.

I didn’t laugh. Promise.