Dear Dad,
We’re in October now making it 8 months since we last spoke, took a crazy selfie and bellied laughed, well, actually I belly laughed while you pretended to concentrate on your drawing and ignored my ‘say it like it is, no boundaries’ comments! Kawal’s picture may have ended looking like a butterfly but it certainly didn’t start like one! And we both know what it looked like, how you kept your straight face is beyond me!
Anyways, we were talking about one of your favourite ‘naughty’ words ‘bloody hell’. We grew up hearing this word like it was part of your everyday vocabulary.
Do you remember when you, mum, Kawal, bubbly and Suman went to a party. Dad you love to dance, in fact you are the best dad dancer there is! Your most famous dance step is moving your hands back and forth, it looks like you’re asking everyone to clear the dance floor so you can show your moves off!
Truth is dad, we love the fact you would come onto the dance floor, and enjoy yourself with us, whilst other dads would just sit enjoying a drink!
Anyway, at this party, you were astounded how this gentleman kept looking at your dance moves.
On the journey home, mum and the girls asked who the gentleman was that you were dancing with. You said it was an admirer and that he kept looking at your legs to see your dance moves. As it was an evening party it was fairly dark that’s why you presumed, he was rather close.
When you got home, mum and the girls went and sat in the living room, whilst you went into the side room to take your shoes off!
Suddenly! They heard the loudest ‘bloody hell’.
You came into the living room and said, ‘that man wasn’t admiring my dancing, it was my shoes!’
Mum and the girls said ‘your shoes’ confused!
You replied ‘I was wearing one black shoe and one brown ‘!
Dad, it kind of got me into trouble too!
During lunch one day before I got married, I was sitting with Jason and in laws to be and just chatting about general stuff when I said, ‘bloody hell’. They all stopped and looked at me. Jason replied, ‘it’s ok, she’s from Essex’!
Miss you Dad
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