My son’s about to start Blessed William Howard in September. In other words, he’s at that age (11) where he’s starting to think I’m an embarrassment. I mean, let’s face it, he isn’t going to want me dropping him off outside the school gates, or telling him that “I love him” in front of his pals. Wouldn’t you just love to be daddy cool again? Keep your eyes on the apple ladies! This dad is a superhero! Well, in his sons eyes, which is of course the most important thing…