I gave up the battle and reached for the bottle - The Telegraph 7th November 2007

The future looks grim for my three-year-old son. He can't speak Mandarin and he's rubbish at The Daily Telegraph cryptic crossword. It's weeks since we last listened to Bach's fugues together - although I'll never forget how he creased his little face earnestly, and said to me: "Mummy, this is sooo boring; I want Dumbo." Worse still, it's all my fault. When the health police break down my door, I will confess my crime: my son was denied the ambrosia of my breast milk and given beastly formula instead.

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