................................What are your memories of Dad
My most vivid memory of my Dad was when we were staying with friends in Weston Super Mare many many years ago.My Dad took me for a walk along the seafront and perchance there happened to be a pub.We entered the pub and Dad sat me in a corner out of site(kids not allowed inin those days ) with a packet of crisps and a glass of cyder(cider ).I cherished being in the pub at the age of four with my dad.I kept quiet whilst Dad was at the bar having a chat.Having found the blue packet in the crisps I was happy to sit on my own enjoying myself.Some while later the landlord of the pub came around the corner ans somewhat shocked,asked me what I was doing there.I explained that I was waiting for Dad only to be told that the pub was closed and there was nobody left.However ,only being four,I had a rough idea were I had come from and the landlord took me back to where we were staying.
Mum was outraged,Dad wasn't home,or was he? Oh yes he was,snoring like a good un
in bed,blissfully unaware that he had forgottento bring me back.That was until Mum woke him up.
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