Technically my Step-Dad, but near enough
There's probably a lot I can say about him. This is the man who for his 50th birthday wanted a weekend at Alton Towers (British Theme park for those of you across the pond). I think that tells you all you need to know about him. I love him to bits.

My Step Dad has that habit of when you can't quite remember the word you want to say you just put a nonsense one in instead e.g "I need to pick up 'thingy'" or "that 'wotsit' is playing up again."

A teenage GherkinLasagna walks into the kitchen to see Step-Dad falling over his words with my mother looking increasingly confused. He's not bothered, feeling he has his message across and ends with the line

'Oh, and I've put the oojars in the wotsit'. With out thinking, my response was

'What? You've put the car seats in the car?'. Step Dad turns round to dismiss my inevitably wrong answer. He thinks, his brow furrows and and says in amazement

'Yes, exactly'

I've never seen my Mum look so confused and scared at the same time.
(Gherkinlasagna is probably doing something stupid on, Fri 26 Nov 2010, 13:18, 2 replies)

That's a marvellous mental image.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 26 Nov 2010, 13:20, closed)

He looks like Grant Mitchell and giggles like a girl... he's the best! Oh and he steals my little sisters pick and mix at every opportunity
(Gherkinlasagna is probably doing something stupid on, Fri 26 Nov 2010, 13:28, closed)