Happy father's day to me, it must be a good one because my daughter bought a copy of Curb Your Enthusiasm in the bed room complete with a big grin and lot's of drool (blocked nose at the moment)
Thanks to those who left kind words about my Granda, he was a great bloke, plenty odd, in a good way - gruff six foot two ex-miner with hands liked shovels, made dresses, cakes and knitted soft toys for a local hospital.
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