In the grand scheme of things, it’s infinitesimal but thinking of James Brown will always make me smile and remind me of sleepless nights. My eldest was unwell as an infant. She spent her early weeks in SCBU, was consistently underweight due to rarely keeping a feed down and spent most nights in a fractious mood, screaming or crying. For a long, long time, the one single thing that would settle her down was being held and ‘dancing’ with me to the sound of the James Brown band. Not only was I grateful for the relief this brought but also the chance it gave me to get close and bond like few first time fathers do.