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"Do anything good for your birthday?" one of your friendly B3TA moderator team asked in one of those father/son phone calls that last two minutes. "Yep," he said, "Your mum." Tell us about dads, lack of dad and being a dad.
Suggested by bROKEN aRROW
( , Thu 25 Nov 2010, 11:50)
"Do anything good for your birthday?" one of your friendly B3TA moderator team asked in one of those father/son phone calls that last two minutes. "Yep," he said, "Your mum." Tell us about dads, lack of dad and being a dad.
Suggested by bROKEN aRROW
( , Thu 25 Nov 2010, 11:50)
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When I was 5, my first christmas party came around at my primary school. I don't remember it, but my dad made my party hat, probably because my mum worked at Reckitts packing Brasso and Dettol or something of an evening.
Three decades later, I find a Facebook group for my old school, and on there someone has posted a class photo from that first party. But I'm not in it. Everybody else is though. There's one little unidentified blonde kid and I show my parents and ask them if it is me, even though I'm 90% sure it isn't.
"No, that's not you" said my mum.
"That wasn't the hat I made you anyway" said my Dad. "It had snow on the top. But we didn't have any cotton wool, so I pulled apart a couple of sanitary towels and stuck it on with flour and water paste."
My eldest burst out laughing. "That's probably why you aren't in the photo, he didn't pull it apart enough and a teacher probably realised what it was"
so, cheers Dad for sending me to school for that Always Ultra Christmas experience.
( , Thu 25 Nov 2010, 16:00, Reply)
When I was 5, my first christmas party came around at my primary school. I don't remember it, but my dad made my party hat, probably because my mum worked at Reckitts packing Brasso and Dettol or something of an evening.
Three decades later, I find a Facebook group for my old school, and on there someone has posted a class photo from that first party. But I'm not in it. Everybody else is though. There's one little unidentified blonde kid and I show my parents and ask them if it is me, even though I'm 90% sure it isn't.
"No, that's not you" said my mum.
"That wasn't the hat I made you anyway" said my Dad. "It had snow on the top. But we didn't have any cotton wool, so I pulled apart a couple of sanitary towels and stuck it on with flour and water paste."
My eldest burst out laughing. "That's probably why you aren't in the photo, he didn't pull it apart enough and a teacher probably realised what it was"
so, cheers Dad for sending me to school for that Always Ultra Christmas experience.
( , Thu 25 Nov 2010, 16:00, Reply)
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