Many moons ago my dad was a farmer who was also a bit of a prankster.
I grew up in the middle of nowhere in farming community close to his roots so I'd warned my girlfriend about my farming links and a bit about my dad being a little eccentric. So when it came to the time when I was ready to introduce her to my parents she was more than a little nervous but she'd made a special effort.

The look of horror on her face was legendary as she saw my 85 year old dad bent over, limping through the dark kitchen, in his donkey jacket tied with an old rope, flat cap and his double barrelled shotgun broken over his shoulder. He greeted her with a frail and croaky voice,"Hello young lady, my young boy has found himself a wife I see?"

The look of the girlfriend was clearly one of,"Fuck what have I gotten myself into here?"

As she went to shake his extended hand he stood upright, removed the cap and donkey jacket to reveal a guffawing yet perfectly respectable 55 year old dad wearing his sunday best.

She saw the funny side of this prank and went on to marry me but she did say it shit her up at the time.

We don't live anywhere near any farms nowadays.
( Airman Gabber Living life like a 70's BBC presenter, Fri 25 May 2012, 11:48, 1 reply)

Cheers to your dad. Me likey.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Fri 25 May 2012, 12:07, closed)