Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts

Saturday, 22 August 2015

A message from my dad...


A mixed message from my dad, the usual kinda malark. I don't know how I should take this though. What is this severe discipline he speaks of? Why is he shouting? Should I be worried? Printer ink in his house is like gold-dust and "should only be used in an emergency" his words. It's like the clothes dryer, more of decoration then a utility really. Did my dad consider this an emergency? How will he know who's pockets the "COINS ETC" came from? So many questions!

The "KEEP SMILING" bit seems a bit ominous, is it a kind of veiled threat or something? He does after all like to remind us that he's "trained to kill" God knows what goes on in his head...It's hard to keep smiling after reading that....
                     

Thursday, 16 July 2015

A trip to the cinema with my dad gets awkward.

At the cinema with Dad:


My dad is a complex man so something a normal as going to the cinema is not so straightforward as one would think.  My brother Jonathan at the fragile age of 14 was about to find out the hard way that no situation is normal in my family...




Friday, 10 July 2015

My dad has died more time than I can count...


  Meet my dad:                   


This is Liam
 Most dads I know of tend to unwittingly make situations more awkward. My dad however, purposely likes to make situations as awkward as possible.