Peeing in the garden

The title says it all really.  I remember he would go for a pee at the end of the garden rather than walking the 30 yards up to the house.  Used to drive Mum to distraction.  Both Aidan and I readily relieve ourselves in the back-garden here as well (Kris also reprising Mum's role effectively) , though with neighbours further away, we don't have the same publicity...

Two international Dadisms

As nominated by Beck, "Hon-he-hon-he-hon!" is an expression delivered in a nasal, cod French accent that can be used to react to pretty much anything vaguely Gallic.

When I was waiting for a card transaction to go through at an Italian restaurant on Sunday I filled the gap by asking the waitress: "So which part of Italy are you from?" in a sort of Dad-ish manner.

Pic of the day: Not such an easy rider ...

Twerp

Not an original Dadism but, as Beck and I recalled in London last week, a term of abuse he favoured and which, sadly, seems to have gone out of fashion.

Pic of the day: Dad wrestles with a changing tent at Embleton Bay in Northumberland in 1981.