Well actually it was an e mail, bless him, I just like the way he writes.......
Hi Sub
Thank you for the Easter card, it was nice to hear from you. I was getting rather worried, I though you had fallen off the edge of the planet!
I guess you are on holiday this week. Its strange the way things work out, we will be at Cranford Crematorium, down the road from you, for a funeral on the 23rd of the month, (pity it's not this week!) Its a cousin of Chris's who I have only met twice, both time at funeral's.
We didn't go away for Easter as we are saving our pennies for the cruise next month, and at last it has become dry enough to get the garden organised, so guess how our Easter was spent....
Have you ever tried writing on the computer with a fat moggy on your knees, who at times adds the odd letter for good measure and sings very loudly? The other cat is sat on the chair next to me, looking fed up because he didn't get there first. It's not easy and not good for my back, having to lean over him.
Hopefully we shall be able to meet up some time and if it's after our holiday we can show you our photos of life around the Baltic.
Seeing its well after 11pm I guess its time to close.
Thank goodness the " Fat One " has decided to get down on the floor, he's not stupid he knows Chris will be out of the bathroom any minute now, and that means cat supper time.
Love to all...
From Dad and Chris.
Sweet huh? Mind you, we did spend over 30 years of our lives not knowing where the other was, so falling off the edge of the planet was a bit strong I thought!!! (I didn't mention it though)
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Enter the elusive father........
The plot thickens... I guess I will have to trawl your blog to work this out. :(
At least he's keeping in touch. That's sometimes a hard thing to do.x
It's nice that you're in touch at last though isn't it? :)
30 years! I wonder where he fell?!
He sounds a great chap even if he came into your life a bit late!
That's men for you!
I like that he is back in your life. I do.
Fate is such a funny thing, isn't it?
Glad to be back and now I need to catch up on what's been going on in your neighborhood.
Scarlett & Viaggiatore
Your dad emails? That's amazing - mine can barely talk on the phone!
Fi, please don't bother to trawl, it's not that interesting, however if you 'click' on the bit in bold on the last paragraph, you'll find the only one other post where I've mentioned him significantly!
Yes, Kitty, and we do get on fairly well. I don't hold the fact that he left me when I was 8, against him.
Hi Reasons, further than off the edge (he fell in love)
Scarlett welcome back :)
Hi Steve, yes, I'm quite proud of him!
I think this is a sweet letter, Suburbia; I can just picture him with the two cats beside him. I'm glad you included the link to your earlier post--I never read that one, since that was before I started blogging. I didn't realize you were in touch with him at all. His letter sounds as though you have been around each other for years.
At least he stays in touch now, in some ways that can't be easy for him I'd have thought given the history. Plus you are very lucky to have him, sadly my Dad inconsiderately died when I was just turned 22, before I got married, got my first house, my family... I only recently realised I a) resent him for dying then (I think he no doubt resents it more) and b) have spent a lot of time worrying about whether he would be proud of me since I was unable to know. What a waste of energy.
And he uses a computer!!! I would never had suggested that to my mother although I think she'd have got it, and my mother-in-law... don't even think about it!!! :-)
Aha... is this another character entering the plot? Sounds like an interesting chap.
Oh sweetie, i don't remember you mentioning your father before. I assume from his email he remarried and everything.
At least he did get in touch. will you meet soon do you think?
xxxxx
It is a very sweet email and I'm glad that you've given your father a second chance. I'm sure that I've changed a lot in the last 30 years and perhaps he has too.
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