The funny sayings, mannerisms and other idiosyncracies
of our dear old Dad, Kerr Kirkwood (1927-2007).
Thursday, 28 October 2010
One from the weekend
The kids and I ring the bell of No 140. Beck comes to the door: "No milk today, thank you!"
And another Dadism I thought of recently but was prompted by nothing. A grace: "Good food, good company" - which took much less time than to say that it took to get everyone to stop groaning that a grace was imminent.
Pic of the day: There are more questions than answers with this one. Why is Beck shielding her eyes and who's knee is it? [I would love a leg as straight as that]. The Poode looks like Bertie, I think. I like the way Mum's legs edge into the pic.