Stubbornness we could probably win Olympic medals in. That is just the sort of family we are. When we decide on something there is really not much you can do about it. We are just that stubborn or focused. We do not have hobbies we have obsessions, a concept which one of my aunts explained perfectly by stating matter of factly that "If it is worth doing, it is worth over-doing".
|Train-watching isn't just a hobby it's a passion. Or even a career! (I only partially jest, I am a Medievalist, you know.)|
This brings me to the part where I would like to make a wild claim (another family specialty). I am going to claim that if fathers are so important that they should have a day, a point I agree with, than they really ought be treated to more than just one day. One single day is not enough to celebrate our fathers, so I am extending it to the whole week. That is why I am writing today and not on Sunday. And not of course because I am belated in writing this post. Of course not.
So, as I am not there to bring my father all the right things I am going to tyrannically make demands from afar. You must eat red licorice. You must drink root beer. You must read a good book this week. And you must nap. These are the little things and the best things about life. So, do them and I will toast you from afar. Happy Father's Day, or week, Dad. xxx