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I'm now back home, gave the silly old sod that is my dad a hug and reminded him to eat properly, take care and call if he needs anything. Similar words that followed me as I slipped the bonds of childhood home many years ago.
I'm glad dad and I continue to help each other, there are times in my life when I simply couldn't have survived some of the scars of life without incurring greater damage, the mess the "interesting" operational experiences left me in for a while (ptsd is a sneaky bastard) put back together and cycling, without which saved me.