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A Moment of Realisation
Nearly 2am on New Years Day and I am sitting at home waiting for a call from my offspring requesting a lift from their respective parties.
It just occurred to me that it was probably at this precise time last year that I first posted a blog entry here;
Since then this site has become one of the daily, must visit places to visit each day. There is a literacy, good humour and decency absent from so much of the web. I acknowledge that I don't post that often and when I do have a tendency to rub up a lot of the Massive (possibly because I'm not a Guardian reader?).
Anyway a Happy New Year to all here.
Btw I'm hoping No.2 son avoids the obvious charms of the young hussy who collected him for a party and the Son and Heir returns with another lovely young woman who accompanied to another party. I was 49 yesterday and I'm beginning to feel so much older.
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Not a Grauniad reader?
I don't like the Naurdiag. Never have.
I read The Times.
And your sons have pulled?? Lucky buggers.
Leave them to it.
Await the posts from others who are concerned about their daughters.
Daugters who are about to encounter boys.
Boys.
Like we were when we were that age.
Like your sons are.
Look at your sons.
Be grateful.
Be grateful that they are not daughters.
Sons
I love my 2 sons dearly. For most of the last 10 years or so (since their mum passed away), I have been a single Dad.
This has been the single most difficult, yet rewarding period of my life.
They have given me so much pride, pleasure & love.
They are also beer monsters & serial shaggers ('owt w'i a pulse as soldier boy says)
Oh to be young again & have a fraction of the energy that they both have.
Bastards!
Daughters
I regularly fall to my knees and thank the powers that be that I have sons.
me too
almost as often as I fall to my knees and thank the powers that be that I was born male.
Actually I was only joking about the kids thing, I would have loved a daughter who I was planning to call Lola (I think the wife was relieved we had sons)
Oh thanks
now with all this chat of sons & daughters I'll have this playing in my head as I try to sleep tonight
Happy new year Seb.
I don't read any newspapers.Nasty damn things.Oh and by the way forty nine is not old.The Aged P is eighty nine.That's old.
facts not opinions thanks.
Getting my news purely from BBC these days...newspapers increasingly feel the need to ram their opinions down our throats at the expense of the facts. Just give me the facts, i've got my own opinions thanks!
Happy New Year all, by the way, 2011 seems to have started with a rant.
if u ever find even the bbc a tad opinionated
and I sometimes do, these folk can be good
uk.reuters.com
[my only definite appointment with a paper these days is the Saturday FT, but I am a compulsive online broadsheet grazer]
Getting your dad to pick you/your lumber up from a party!
Kids today.....
To be fair to my lads
They never asked for a lift.
We live in a rural area and they were socialising in the nearest market town 4-5 miles away. Taxis are non existent at the best of times and I have a fear they will take a lift from someone who might have been drinking so I did volunteer.
My wife watches a lot
of those trashy American Dr Phil / Oprah type shows and my favourite ever quote when talking about those difficult teenage years is this. (A bucket may be required)
"Marinade your children in love for 16 years and they'll come out well done"
Ooh boy
Thanks Dave, I got to the bucket just in time.
Lucky there wasn't a Word Massive Anorak in the audience because they would have pointed out that marinading something does not, in itself, result in a dish being well done.
Roasting them for the last 2 years at 200C (or gas mark 4) in the oven of Great Choices would do the job. Sorry. Got to run.