I am getting old . I remember that TV series. But the reason the title came to mind I because I have two fathers in my life. My own Dad, Jack. And my husband Bobby, who is a Dad for whom I have Father's Day responsibilities. My Dad is at the stage, at 78, where he has all the things he wants and needs, which leaves us with a problem on birthdays, Xmas Etc. Thank goodness for Gillette. He's interested in Churchill (the great leader, not the insurance company) at the moment, but my sis got in first and bought him some history DVDs. My husband on the other hand, always appreciates music, so I bought him a punk rock cd. He can dead fly to Jilted John, all he wants. I buy for Bobby because his daughter is unable to do so as she has learning difficulties.
So I made a couple of cards.
To all those Dads out there, and to those sadly passed. Many thoughts and blessings.
Catcha later, Kat