Musings 20 June 2021

My dad had a favourite chair.

You know the one.

The one chair when you look back on old photographs and it’s embracing your Pops like a big bear hug.

You know this hug because it’s the kind he gives or gave to you.

June 20th - Father’s Day and this day, 17 years ago the day I lost my dad.

My dad had an unique sense of humour.

He could put anyone at ease with his smile and charm one minute and in one smartly placed comment have you on the back foot trying to catch up.

This is where the chair comes in.