Dad
I just asked him if he can remember any amusing incidents from past holidays.
"I can't remember much, Tim. In fact there are a few holidays that I've been on and don't even remember going. I only know I went because of some photos I was shown years later".
Most of these stories tend to come from other people......
Stories from a man who made a lot of people happy. This is my dad. I started the blog in 2010 - he died this week. If you knew Ken and have a story to air, please post a comment on one of my posts somewhere, I'll find you! Regards, Tim
Friday, 10 December 2010
Red rag to Robbins
Dad
He went to his partner's xmas do, having had an aperitif or 2. Just as the atmosphere was starting to warm up, the boss at the company shushed everyone and made an announcement. She warned everyone that, whilst they could have a good time, she didn't want the end of the night to become too drunken and food-fights and things. As she turned to go, Dad caught her bang in the back of the head with a cheese and tomato baguette.
He went to his partner's xmas do, having had an aperitif or 2. Just as the atmosphere was starting to warm up, the boss at the company shushed everyone and made an announcement. She warned everyone that, whilst they could have a good time, she didn't want the end of the night to become too drunken and food-fights and things. As she turned to go, Dad caught her bang in the back of the head with a cheese and tomato baguette.
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