Girls and their ways (a Dad’s Perspective.)

I have had the pleasure of my nieces coming over to stay with us for the last couple of days.

They are lovely and have educated me.

I now have a doctorate in Histrionics.

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Swash mi Buckles. Garrrrrrrrrrrr!

Hmmm. Garrr.

My daughter dressed up for her school ‘pirate’ day.
We have had environment (green) day and sports day, which I both fully endorse…but..

PIRATES?

Why? What will this teach her?
That pillaging and plundering for a living is good?
That yo ho ho is the proper way to laugh?
What the word ‘skulduggery’ means.
That pantaloons are making a comeback?
That ransacking and looting is a genuine career choice?
That having an eye or leg missing is no bad thing?
That crocodiles tick?
That Captain Phillips had it all wrong?
That having parrots stapled to your shoulder is a good idea (beautiful plumage the Norweigan Blue)
Who needs milk when you can have rum?
That timbers shiver?
That lubbing land is bad?

How is this improving her education? Are pirates good role models? I mean they never have them dressing up as say a bureaucrat, or theatre critic or TV chef or politician…. actually, come to think of it….

A pirates life for me, a pirates life for me….

Normality does not suck.

For Fathers Day I had the choice of
what to do.

I chose to drive to the seaside, watch My daughter’s donkey ride, share a paddle with her in the sub-zero North Sea, lose at the arcade machines, have my arm mangled and half eaten on the ghost train (not by a werewolf, but by my 5 year old girl), eat ice cream despite the windchill, over eat my fish and chip dinner, sing loudly on the way back home after nailing eye spy for half an hour. Heaven.
Normality is heaven.

It is.
I promise.
(Though sometimes only bad news make us ever really appreciate that.)

So to all the Dads, happy Father’s Day.
To all the mums, thanks for making our day even more special.
To all our kids, never stop hanging off our necks (we like it really.)

And to all those who may not have seen their dad’s today because they are no longer with us, remember something good about them and say a toast.

My mug of tea and smoke later will be for you pops.

Now…got some sand to get out of my toes.

An Englishman’s Castle

Who needs an iPad. A Nintendo wii or puu. Xbox 360. Ps4… Who needs TV. Home cinema. Blu-ray?

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All you need are a few boxes, sticky tape, packing polystyrene and half an imagination.
And a five year old really helps as an excuse (pictured.)

They say an Englishman’s home is his castle. I say whatever it is, is should be a place of play! (Children optional.)