The Catch

Today is my Step Mum’s 60th birthday.
Unfortunately, I thought it was tomorrow and that’s when I’ve arranged for the flowers arrive.
My Dad’s ‘Father’s Day’ books turned up though which has made me feel like a right bastard.
On the subject of Dad; this is the photo my brother sent to my phone with the caption:

“We couldn’t afford a Chippendale for Mum’s birthday, so we got her this instead!”

It takes a certain kind of man to carry off braces with a pair of shorts and I’m proud to say, my father is just such a man!
I was visiting Crisp-e at the time and we cracked up.
He likes my Dad and is fascinated by his ability to be horrifically rude to people, without having an underlying ‘condition’ to blame.
I’m sure, if he were at school now he’d be diagnosed with everything they could think of.
As it was, he left at 14 with a couple of tattoos, all his teeth and eventually learned to read and write in prison.