“Daddy!!”

My head whips to the side at the familiar sound, my shoulders relaxing and a soft laugh escaping me. I’m sat in a chair out in our backyard by the pool, the interviewer from Rolling Stone in another chair across from me also cracking a little smile. When you do an at-home interview, it’s only natural for your children to interrupt.

You and I have been married for 6 years, and have 5-year-old twins: Elliott and Eloise. They’re a handful in every way you would expect twin siblings to be, but we love them endlessly either way.

Even when they have terrible timing.

“Hey, you two,” I chuckle, leaning over to wrap my arms around both of them as they barrel towards me. “Where’s mummy, huh? Thought she was gonna put a movie on for you,” I speak, while simultaneously tickling their sides and smiling at their childish giggles.