The ramblings of a discombobulated mind
Photo by Chewy Chua… and there’s no need to be afraid. Or so wrote the inimitable, and not at all tramp like, harpy marrying, ridiculous child naming, humanitarian and all around do-gooder..Bob Geldof Now yes, I realise that it isn’t Christmas time yet…despite what the shops and TV adverts are telling us. However, I have [...]
Tags: Christmas, dad, Family, germany, kids, mum
Some years ago my Dad decided that we really needed to go for a hike around the Brecon Beacons and I am not quite sure why, but I didn’t try and get out of it. In fact, Dad managed to rope in my brothers to it aswell and off we jolly well went. Not content [...]
Tags: dad, Family
It probably isn’t as prevelant as it once was, but in bygone days quite a lot of guys had to undergo a rite of passage…normally with their father. There were a number of these rites…first beer, first live sporting event and so on. None of these things though, could prepare you for “The Talk”. Obviously [...]
Tags: dad, honesty, wtf
Firstly, apologies for the password protected post. Maybe I will open it up in the future, but right now…that one is for me. Anyhoo, I was chatting to DS yesterday and was reminded (I forget how) about something that happened a few years ago. I was walking through a shopping center (mall to you non [...]
Tags: dad, faux pas, honesty, wtf
So, like I said, my Dad was here recently and as usual he was full of stories, some I have heard (but still enjoy hearing), others were new. Like the story about my Dad coming to Germany for work last week. My Dad does a lot of travelling and always has his eye on making [...]
Tags: dad, germany
Just a short, sentimental post today, as I am out for a birthday party later and will not be in any fit state to write anything tomorrow…unless something happens of course. SP was out last night, rumour has it he may be out tonight too…rest assured I will be taking my notebook, just in case. [...]
Tags: dad, friends, germany
So it looks like there is a possibility I will be in England for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with my folks. It goes without saying that I will do my damndest to get to see the kids at the same time, and I am sure I will manage to achieve it. That said, it [...]
Tags: dad, Family, food, mum
When I lived in Germany as a kid, we lived at RAF Gutersloh. It was a bloody huge base and often ran joint exercises between the differing allied armed forces. Sometimes they were ground based and more often than not they were aerial dogfights. During one of these huge aerial exercises, pilots from the UK, [...]
Tags: dad, friends, germany, honesty, RAF
A worried wife calls her husband who is driving home, to warn him about a news report of a lunatic driving on the wrong side of the road. “A lunatic??!?!?!!” He says “There are bloody hundreds of ‘em” One of the problems with coming from England is that we drive on the left, in right [...]
Tags: dad, Family, germany, random
I am starting to detect a theme here, a lot of the stories I want to tell seem to revolve around alcohol. Now I wouldn’t mind, but I don’t generally drink that often and neither do my family. It’s just that, drunk stories seem to be funnier….at least to me. Picture the scene. Family friend [...]
Tags: dad, drunk, Family, RAF, wtf
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