For years we had a love/hate relationship - arguments,, trying to outdo each other, bullshit macho posturing.
In the last year he's been rushed into hospital 3 times with prostate problems and made me realise how pathetic I've been. Sorted all that now, but so impressed with how he copes.
He's 71, looks fitter than he did at 60, and has watched 2 invasive operations whilst under local anaesthetic! I'd have passed out at the thought! The best one - went to see him after the 1st op and he had a catheter in - "If you've come to take the piss..." - fabulous!
I've cursed him beyond belief, but I'm now ashamed of myself for that and I'm making the most of it whilst the old bugger's still here, spending my inheritance on cruises!
Love you dad!
Always make the effort, my old man died when I was 22 and he was 44 and we never got on!
I've spent the last 18 years regretting it
1990 Muddy Fox Courier Prestige.