The funny sayings, mannerisms and other idiosyncracies
of our dear old Dad, Kerr Kirkwood (1927-2007).
Monday, 13 February 2017
I found myself doing a Dad cough this evening: Starting off almost as a low growl before gradually being promoted to a full on bark, often multiple times. Note that Paul has already claimed the admonishment to ones self, to "shut up" after such a cough. On a related note, also found myself stating how I'd like to "give the chef a wee peck" last night, but predictably this was one of the low hanging fruit that went in the early days, but worth revisiting.