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Fathers Day on Sunday; tell me about your dad.
I wanna meet that dad
no-one seems to have told him! He's back "on the market" at the moment which is a concern. He does let me vet his propective dates though - luckily.
great cards at work so i should have bought one but I did't think 'best, funniest, greatest dad in the world!' or 'you're a terrible person but a great dad!' really applied.
An unusually large number of the cards seem to be based on gags about farting. I mean - my dad farts a lot but I'm not sure I'd buy him a card to celebrate the fact.
the other option if you don't want a soppy one. Or 'time to put your feet up- just like any other day!'
so what do you buy a non great, hardworking, non farting dad. TELL ME, CARD PEOPLE
fathers day email complete with large, multicoloured font for fathers day and ~~~~~ borders. it's quite nice if i say so myself
my parents broke up when I was about 6 or 7 and I didn't see him really for years. We met up again when I was about 15 and discovered we had similar music tastes. For his 47th birthday I took him to a noise gig.
Joan as Policewoman.
(only joking; my dad would never buy a house in Ireland)
He's got eight cars and a house in Ireland.
(only joking; my dad has nine cars)
He got me into the Clash, the Jesus and Mary Chain and Sonic Youth.
he died last summer rip dad :(
everyone: be nice to your dads they don't live forever
not last summer but pretty much 7 years ago I think, give or take a day.
but my Grandad is easily the greatets living human being and I get him a years subscription to 'National Geographic' every year. No card.
That was fun.
But then again I'm just one of a long line of cunts in my family so I think it was more of an initiation than anything.
My dad is selectively deaf
^Both of these were in my autofill. But despite these flaws, he's awesome and I owe him a huge amount.
My grandads lent me loads of money and he never expects it back :)
and he like Chris De Burgh.
despite this he is probably the nicest person in the world
he's managed to throw enough of it at me/my education/my life to ensure that his C-grade son ended up with a half decent job and some vague life skills. My mum has played an important role as well, of course, but without the old man's dollars (and the safety net it provided me with to go off an make stupid decisions) it's fair to say that I would have ended up as far more of a fuck than I eventually did.
then he became a Liberal Humanist funeral officiant. He's 78 and still doing those funerals. He also likes rubbish jokes. He's great!
He likes dad music, reading books and comics and stuff, history, politics, he's a vegetarian and he doesn't drive. hi dad.
Saved me a fortune in Fathers Day cards over the years, though. Result!
Drinks plebby mid-price wine but goes on about it as though it's 1982 Grange Hermitage
Thinks the dog is incredibly smart - is always saying "wow, recently he's started doing such & such", when actually such & such is routine dog behaviour and not particularly clever at all
Once met Prince Charles, whose knuckles cracked audibly when he shook his hand
Watches the Channel 9 news and gets so pissed off with it that he yells at the TV, but still watches it every night
Obsessively picks fluff off the cushions & carpet while sighing loudly
Is needlessly rude to department store employees if he thinks (usually mistakenly) that they're being inattentive or rude to him
Believes great comedy ended with Morecambe & Wise, and still quotes their lines on a daily basis
Fancies himself a good driver and changes gear with a flamboyant little flick of the wrist
Used to smoke thin cigars back when he was a younger dude
Subscribes to the New Yorker
Is a Bach & Mozart freak but occasionally makes surprising forays into pop
When we were kids he would sometimes walk into the living room and make approving comments about whatever we were listening to
Liked: The Doors, The Stranglers, Steely Dan, Nick Lowe, Jethro Tull
Bought with his own money: Queen's A Night At the Opera
Disliked: The Birthday Party, David Bowie (a "no-talent bum"), Roxy Music ("he doesn't sing, he bleats") and James Brown ("that shrieking negro")
Has cancer, is OK with it, ready to go
You're a poet :)
i owe him and i will pay him back one day. He told me to stay in school and be clever and that, which is good of him. He's a maintenance bod at industrial firm, not quite sure what. He's had a bit of a tough time in recent years with several redundancies, but now he seems really happy with life so I'm happy for him.
He's off to cuba on sunday. He deserves it.
His birthday is tomorrow as well, the sod.
He’s basically just a classic Dad. Has all the Dad skills, and owns all the paraphernalia – drills, roof-racks, whatever. He’s retired now and spends most of his time at the allotment, so whenever I go and see my parents I come home with loads of veg he’s grown. A few months ago we had a bit of a scare when he fell off a garage roof and had to be ambulanced in to hospital, but turns out he was totally fine and my Dad can bump like Mick Foley.
2 years ago my mum finally showed me a picture of him and her, He had really wild hair :)
hope he comes out of it love
He is a scientist and a reader in the Church of England. It's his 25th anniversary of being a reader this weekend so they're having a little party for him in his church. He has a Freddie Mercury moustache. He loves going camping and trains and Warhammer 40000, but more recently has been getting into the Warhammer Historic Battles. His music tastes range from Queen to Abba. Pretty cool guy.
Maybe with my sister once a year sometime around Christmas, but otherwise... yeah...
It's not that I dislike him or anything, just I don't see him as a father or even family really, so it's just awkward. And I never have anything to say to him. If I do go abroad after my degree I can see myself losing contact completely. Doesn't really bother me, tbh.
and have always called him 'Steve' rather than 'Dad'
and totally awesome.
He goes sailing to France on a 40ft yacht 3 or 4 times a year with a crew of like-minded old ghets. He drinks lots of wine, eats lots of shellfish and then comes home looking like Captain Birdseye.
Been thinking a lot about him lately - not sure why. I don't know anyone like him, he's made me what I am and I think he did a pretty good job. Never lost his rag and shouted at me, never told me I was wrong, just gave me good advice and guided me without me ever really knowing that he was doing it. He's a great bloke my dad.
I've never actually told him I love him - think he'd be embarrassed if I did. It's not the done thing for guys of his generation, not between blokes anyway. He knows I do though.
or at least go through a Capt Birdseye phase
But if I think about him too much I'll start getting upset so I won't. So I'll just echo jazzb's post above and say spend time with them while you can. Sometimes I used to go weeks without calling my dad. I really regret that now. I guess I kind of thought he'd be around forever. People, go call your dads! Text him, tell him you love him.
Oh fuck, crying in the office.
I'm fine again now, just a couple of minute's blip. It's only been 6 months so I'm still a bit wobbly about it.
You've just upset me enough to spend £240 on a train ticket for tomorrow to spend a few hours with them. Sorry to hear about your dad daisyflower, I couldn't imagine what its like
But it'll be worth it. You'll forget the money a lot sooner than you forget the time you spend with them.
My dad was great. He belonged to an older generation (he didn't get married until quite late on in life), and was wise, gentle, funny, and generous with his time, attention and affection. He was also progressive and open-minded, unjudgmental, able to speak to anyone and everyone (often to my chronic teenage embarrassment), and, especially now I'm a dad, I realise he was and is the greatest and best role model I could ever have hoped for. Gone 12 years and I miss him every day.
Like you say, when you get to be a dad yourself you appreciate all the more what your dad did for you. Glad your memories are good ones :)
and often wears waterproof trousers when it's not really necessary. He is the best.
which meant growing up that’s all we ever heard in our house. You either rebelled against it (like my sister did) or embraced it, which is what I did. It gave us a bond I don’t think would’ve been as strong if it hadn’t have been for that. He bought anything and everything associated or even mentioned by them, which meant from a young age I heard and liked the Clash, Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Jesus & Mary Chain as well as countless hours of Irish folk music and tons and tons of books. He took me to my first gig at the age of 12 and we’ve been going together ever since. One of my favourite things to do in the whole world is to get drunk with him. One memory that springs to mind is one of the Fleadhs in Finsbury Park a few years back when I introduced him to vodka and Red Bull. When the Pogues came on, instead of going down the front like we normally did, we stayed at the back off our heads, dancing like loons, ending up on the floor pouring our remaining drinks all over ourselves (imitating one of their videos).
I honestly don't know what i'd do without him.
He's a right nerd. He has a mini traction engine that he takes to steam shows and he liked trains and stuff. He also has a narrow boat and records every pint he ever drinks. He lets the rhubarb on his allotment grow naturally because he thinks growing it in the dark is cruel.
He could easily have you in a fight though.
My dad also grows rhubarb but I don't think he has ever considered it possible to be cruel to a plant. He would need your dad's protection i think as well.
He's a golfer, and captain of Stanley Park Golf Club donchaknow.
Loves music, some of it his, some of it mine. (His: Genesis, Steely Dan, Anita Baker, Michael McDonald, Bowie, Zep, James Taylor, Neil Young etc.) (Mine: Bon Iver, Iron and Wine, Phoenix, M83, Sufjan)
He's 53, loves my mum, teaches, supports Blackpool and Arsenal and loves most kinds of sport.
Probably the biggest role-model in my life. Found the absolute perfect balance between being supportive and warm and being a disciplinarian when necessary.
Also, I still do this thing to this day (I'm 26), whenever we're watching something funny I always spend more time watching him to see what makes him laugh, he has an amazing laugh. Seeing him laugh usually makes me laugh and grin like a dickhead.
Love my dad, couldn't ask for better.x
Awesome thread guys. :)
very dependable and sensible and i've learned all of (few) sensible traits from him. he works hard. like animals. loves music, especially a lot of 60s music. we went to see The Zombies together and we're going to see blur in a couple of months. looking forward to seeing him sunday.
Likes: Marmite, Branston Pickle, real ales, Battenberg cake, Thin Lizzy, cycling, cross country running, wildlife preservation.
Hates: Hunting and all bloodsports, Harriet Harman, people who litter and chain pubs.
Was the youngest Lieutenant-Colonel in the British Army (at the age of 35), was awarded Mention in Dispatches for leading a counter-ambush against the IRA in South Armagh, left army after 34 years, awarded MBE, retired, now travels a lot, considers 20 miles a short walk, volunteers for the RSPB and runs birdwatching tours along the Dorset coast.
no fault on either side really - we just have different lives. have something of a complicated relationship. i think he tried his best but i don't think he was really ready to have children when he did.
he sent me a nice birthday card and oddly it's made me feel really happy. it's his 60th next month and I think I'm going to make some effort and try and spend a weekend with him this summer.
Nothing to lose. And when you read some the posts on the thread... ya never know.
we're allowed to get stoned and fart a lot, it's today :)
still, being a dad myself I get to reap the benefits of Fathers Day instead !
..no.. sorry dude :(
whats your usual haul for fathers day? booze, chocolate, socks?
but likewise, this is my first year as dad myself so it'll be nice make it a special occasion and enjoy the day with the little nipper.
on behalf of the little one?
written from his perspective about how fantastic a mum she is (i cooked up a nice meal, did all the washing etc) - so i might do all right.
but I don't recognise any of the descriptions.
My own Dad passed away last year. He was an idiot, but I loved him.
He's 73 and a local legend (according to the random who stopped us in the pub last friday to tell us this.)
A girl threatened to glass me on Saturday night and when I told my dad about it on Sunday, he laughed it off. I later found out he went to the pub, pulled their cctv and it has been 'sorted'. (I hope this mean she has been barred from the establishment, not had her legs broken in an accident, but one never does know in that part of the world...)
If I was to ask him what the highlight of his year thus far was, he would be stuck between a) spending a Friday night on the sofa with meowington and msmonipenni watching smutty tv or b) getting Zara the black pug puppy and love of his life (he has just bought her three new footballs that are twice the size of her and a swimming pool.)
He loved Rude Tube.
he's tiny and shy and Northern, and has really cool taste in music and films and stuff. He's 65 but people tend to think he's younger. He used to be a punk and has good stories about being part of that scene.
He has a pretty fun lifestyle - he lives at the seaside and has all these single 'alternative' mates in their 50s and 60s and goes to a lot of parties.
My mum died a few years ago so I worry about him a bit, but he seems to be doing ok. He seems to have a British girlfriend who lives in Spain, so keeps disappearing off there for a month at a time! But he's been too coy to tell me about it, and I'm not asking until he does. It's a ludicrous stand-off, much like ones I had with my parents when I was a teenager!
both looking very happy. If I can get it off my sister I'll post it :D
and so sweet about his shyness re. the new girlfriend <3 xxx
could last for YEARS.
Oh, also, you posting reminds me: he used to be a solicitor and then taught law at a college, but he basically spent his whole life (before early retirement) devising ways to skive off work. Like, he'd leave his suit jacket on his chair and go home after lunch, so if anyone saw that jacket they'd think he'd just popped out somewhere!
and he's also restoring an old motorbike in his garage. he's well clever. he paints amazing shit too, bird and planes and boats.
i got him into boards of canada. he really likes rubbish dance music, and pink floyd.
his mum died, he and my mum got a divorce. But he's found someone else and seems happy. We go to gigs together quite often, although only Lanterns on the Lake this year, but he's seen ASIWYFA, Grizzly Bear and St Vincent with me (amongst many many others). He's forever crashing his mountain bike into logs and rocks. the dumb broad.
He's a good guy.
You have made me laugh a lot. And I have had several "something-in-my-eye" moments while I've read your posts.
and remain the most romantic couple I've ever met.
My Dad used to be in the Royal Marines. When he left he joined the Met Police and became a PTI at Hendon.
My Dad has mellowed with age and now, in his 60s, I get on with him better than ever.
I can't wait to be a Dad.
physical training instructor
Sings Queen songs really loudly with different lyrics.
Is doing a jigsaw he got in a charity shop that has no edge pieces.
Has a beard. Drinks Guinness.
has two first names cos my gran changed her mind two years in
answers 999 calls now, does like 4 4 hour shifts a week
looks just like a slightly older joe lally from fugazi
likes sneezing and going 'HESH-WAHHHHHHH' at the top of his voice after it
French Chef. Used to have an Afro in the 70's (he was also basically the only black person in Somerset back then). Was in the Algerian army in his youth, but got imprisoned for several days after drunkenly insulting his superior officer. Self-proclaimed "Protestant Muslim" which is basically his justification for drinking booze and eating the odd rasher of bacon. Nearly died of meningitis earlier this year, possibly caught whilst smooching with an Australian barmaid less than half his age. We don't have much in common, but he's a good guy and I'm very glad he's still about. :-)
he was a session musician in the 60s and was in Boys From the Black Stuff. People used to confuse him with Terry from Brookside. All my current interests are pretty much the same things he loved so I think he'd be pretty pleased with that. He used to think it was hilarious to take our TV remote (the same TV as the local pub) to the pub with him and keep it in his pocket and turn over the channels secretly. We also used to write those stories where he'd write a line then I would and so on, they were always about this horrible old man called Mr Zob who rejoiced in other people's misery.
making some announcement like he was a lieutenant 'THIS IS YOUR ALARM CALL, IT IS 0900 HOURS. TIME TO GET UP!' and then he'd sing In The Army Now by Status Quo at the foot of my bed until I got up.
He just turned 76 but thanks to his background in the Marine Corps, he sticks to a strict exercise regime and is probably in better shape than people 20 years his junior. No one ever believes him when he says he's 76 but he is.
Some of the posts in this thread got me misty eyed. I hope my dad is around for a long time. I don't know what I'd do without him. Even though he lives on the opposite side of the country with my mom, I still rely on him for all sorts of advice -- from stuff about cars to my finances. He's been through some shit in his lifetime but he's never let it get to him and his main goal in life is just to make his family happy.
Some of yours have really made me go... awww.
But yeah, my Dad. He is a really, really good Dad. He helps me out loads and I don't know if I'll ever be able to pay him back, especially this year when I have been struggling for work and he has really supported me, financially and emotionally.
Apparently I take after my Dad loads.
We both: like afternoon sleeps, like a drink, can't resist indulging in treats, watch a lot of telly, laugh at cheesy jokes, have quick, hot tempers (but a good sense of reason when the flash has calmed down again), snore, do massive sneezes, have a fierce sense of loyalty to people we are really close to, sing songs around the house all the time, read a lot, like doing puzzles, tell the same anecdotes over and over again, and are in the teaching profession. I am really proud to share all these things, even the silly ones, with my Dad but also know there are a whole load more qualities that he has that I could never live up to. We used to come to loggerheads a bit when I was younger because we have similar tempers but as I have matured it has got a lot more chilled. I don't see him often enough and some of the posts in this thread have made me think that I really should so thanks for inspiring me, guys.
and it was full of dysfunction, alcoholism, criminal neglect and "I saw three cops crash-tackle my dad on our front lawn and drag him away" -type stories.
can of worms this thread might open when I set it up - I know not everyone's as lucky as me to have a "normal" dad. But it's been really heart-warming in the main.
Likes modern indie music (Sufjan, NMH, 65daysofstatic and loads more), old punk, all the good bands from Manchester and especially not the Smiths, visiting lower league/non-league football grounds, real ale, simple pubs and pretending he likes exercise.
He's not the most communicative, and neither am I, but we both know how we feel. He'd also drop anything in the world to help me out, which I think is a great dad trait.
loves the internet just like me. especially rubbish youtube videos. He is a huge partick thistle fan. he is a fussy man. he means well, but gives terrible advice and will quite often make you feel worse. his job has started making him travel and he recently turned down a work trip to kathmandu. he always brings me back a big toblerone after long plane journeys. he and my mum have been together for like 25, 26 years? they go to see a lot of 80s band reformation gigs. They were recently very disappointed by echo and the bunneymen. they are both on holiday somewhere in spain, i forget.
He hates everyone equally though.
good to know it's universal
but he has amazing taste in music and has put me onto loads of stuff; he'd fit right in on here, apart from being a bit new-agey and always getting into environmental living nonsense. His wife (not my mum) is a masseuse.
think I missed out on a big thing
takes me to loads of sporting events. argues with my mum a lot though.
I know next to nothing about mine. his last name was 'Roberts' and he was or still is seventeen years older than my mum. left before I was born, I think.
no idea why my mum left him, she's never talked about it.
when we moved down to Devon, I started saying he'd died, because I thought people would pick on me if I said what really happened (which I didn't understand anyway).
made up a story about how he used to work at Kwik Fit and that he'd died before I had moved to that particular school.
apart from that, I never really thought I'd missed out on anything. not having a dad was just the way it was. this thread got to me, though. :(
on way there i was talking about being embarrasing and asking if they were the only ones with embarrasing dads.....apparently not, which was good, i then menttioned the dad off 'Friday night dinners' and my eldest immediately said that there was a lot of me in that character....I was a bit taken aback as I thought I was very different .....with it, as it were.....but apparently not