Nice one Sam. Family is everything, even when they spend the entire time taking the piss out of you. I’ve got a 17 year old son who spends most of the time letting me know in various ways, verbal and non verbal, that I am a total dick and an embarrassment. Then occasionally, very occasionally, he will do or say something that demonstrates love and/or respect and it means everything. Minutes later of course he’s back to thinly veiled contempt but hey ho, life’s about the moments, right?
Spot on Sam. The happiest moment of my life was driving in the car with my wife, kids and dogs, arguing about who had farted. We laughed until no noise came out. Just us, tootling through the universe, in our little smelly metal bubble.
When’s Len going for the ultimate power play and starting his own mental health pod? If he poaches Bob Mortimer off Uncle Andy he can power play you both in one move.
I still ask my old man to come around and ‘show me’ DIY stuff I already know how to do just to spend some time with the miserable old git so even if Len does learn it all himself it doesn’t mean it’s all over.
The struggles I’ve endured (and continue to) have made me really appreciate the small, yet massive moments of joy such as playing football in the field with the boys/ watching TV as a family / mucking about and belly- laughing.
I often catch myself in the moment and try and take it in, trying to take a mental snapshot of it to treasure.
Nice one Sam. Family is everything, even when they spend the entire time taking the piss out of you. I’ve got a 17 year old son who spends most of the time letting me know in various ways, verbal and non verbal, that I am a total dick and an embarrassment. Then occasionally, very occasionally, he will do or say something that demonstrates love and/or respect and it means everything. Minutes later of course he’s back to thinly veiled contempt but hey ho, life’s about the moments, right?
Spot on Sam. The happiest moment of my life was driving in the car with my wife, kids and dogs, arguing about who had farted. We laughed until no noise came out. Just us, tootling through the universe, in our little smelly metal bubble.
I love this & please do write about Nelson! I really enjoy your cat content.
Thank you Sam
When’s Len going for the ultimate power play and starting his own mental health pod? If he poaches Bob Mortimer off Uncle Andy he can power play you both in one move.
I still ask my old man to come around and ‘show me’ DIY stuff I already know how to do just to spend some time with the miserable old git so even if Len does learn it all himself it doesn’t mean it’s all over.
Our cat frank (rag doll) complete dickhead, aggressive and full o clinkers. Part o family.
On the nose again Sam.
The struggles I’ve endured (and continue to) have made me really appreciate the small, yet massive moments of joy such as playing football in the field with the boys/ watching TV as a family / mucking about and belly- laughing.
I often catch myself in the moment and try and take it in, trying to take a mental snapshot of it to treasure.