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Wednesday Apr 2, 2014

I’m afraid I appear to have turned into my father.

I just had a shower and while serenading Poppy as she sits on the bath mat creepily staring at me I broke into a whistle solo. The song I was singing did not have whistling in it, there certainly wasn’t a whistle solo for christ’s sake.

But whistle along I did, just like my Dad.

I also spent a full day on the weekend reading a book, I pronounced it a productive day too. Many a weekend passed living with Dad where we’d barely speak, just reading.

The final nail in the coffin was a call I received last night at 8:30 p.m. I looked at my mobile and thought who the hell is calling this time of night. Total Dad move,

I am a 60 year old man.

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