Busy house? At the weekend it’s very rarely just us and the five kids. We’ll have nieces, nephews, my mum – up to 12 people. Our house on a Sunday is rammed.
How do you cope? My sons love Fortnight and I once thought I’d get involved. I asked my daughter, ‘Can you give me some help?’ She said: ‘Not really.’ I thought: ‘Thank you, the love of my life, my eldest daughter, for your input.’
How did you get on? Not well. I could hear the smugness in my oldest two sons when I picked up the joypad and they killed me 37 times in a row. I thought: ‘Hang on. I’ve been playing video games since before you were born.’
Then what? My daughter will want to go out and chill. We’ll catch up from the week. Then there’s usually a massive game of garden cricket, full of aggression and swearing.
Sunday grub? My sisters will bring over a selection of burani or chicken rolls. We’ve tried smash burgers at home. We’ve invested in griddles, burger presses, gourmet meat, but they just don’t taste right. A day doesn’t go by where some kind of Uber Eats isn’t sourced.
What are you ordering? Anything, bro. Caribbean, South Indian, Afghani, mixed grills, rotis, naans, patties… anything you can think of.
Sunday sexy time? No. That died a long time ago. When you welcome five children into the world and the collateral damage is that romance dies a slow death.
Sundays growing up? A lot more independence. The world’s scarier, more dangerous now. When we were kids, I’d be out with my cousins and my friends, exploring, getting into trouble and kicking footballs through neighbours’ windows.
Love or dread Mondays? Depends what’s going on, bro. If I’ve got a 5.30am call time, I can’t stand Mondays. If it’s a relaxed one where I get to be with the baby, catch up with mum and chill with the misses, then I love a Monday.
The new series of Man Like Mobeen comes to BBC Three and BBC iPlayer in May
