Sunday, September 06, 2009


Have I mentioned I am getting a bit concerned about my dad's sanity? It started with the train episode which had us all (except dad) in stitches. Then about a fortnight ago he phoned us in a panic... He'd password-protected a file on his pc and couldn't remember his password - when pressed about which file he'd password-protected, he replied it was his will. Now call me picky when it comes to detail but I can see an itsy bitsy problem with a will that is password-protected! Tonight we were round there for the evening. As we prepared to leave he said - Have you heard there's a very unique date and time coming up next week? Yes, I replied but before I had time to elaborate, he said Ten past nine on the 9th of the 9th 09! Ten past nine???? Hmmmm.


The Scudder said...

A mere slip of the tongue .,., Picky !

The Scudder said...

And you could have found a less "wandered" looking photo of your old man surely ?