He married young. But not for long. Now divorced he saw little of his daughter.
When he felt ready to meet someone new he was unsure what to do. He read that DIY experts had more sex so he bought a tool box. He was useless with tools.
He decided to use his natural charm and wit and went clubbing. On the first night a single mum invited him back for coffee.
Sitting nervously on the sofa he heard the patter of tiny feet. Bursting into the room the boy jumped on his knees shouting:
“Is this my new dad?”