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Danny H's avatar

Eh up mate, I fell out we me old man on fathers days 2007 he was steaming pissed at a family meal. We wa best mates and we had words, long and short he died the following Thursday without us making up, I found him dead. Will and always has haunted the non closure it’s only my good wife of 3 years (6 all in) that has helped. Love the podcast and top flight. Dan

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Lindsay Buttery's avatar

Oh Sam!!! You've rekindled a few memories for me with this one, mate.

For myself, at age 15 or 16, and raised by my grandmother since 3 weeks of age, I launched a large handful of Vesta Chow Mein -large size (are these still around?? - I've lived in Australia since 1988??) ...lobbing it wholesale across the lounge room, at her head, one lunchtime. She had been incessantly nagging me to bits for what seemed like hours, and hadn't let-up to allow me to eat, while I'd remained silent until I lost the plot. I can still see the heavily sauced noodles & veggies hanging-off her glasses & hair, just like a cartoon, really.

It stopped the nagging but was, of course, a terrible thing for me to have done. I don't recall any other issues leading up, save the nagging, but I do know, and often reflect upon how it was far from easy her raising me, as her son, for all those years, and my often ingratitude as reward....not being a bad young guy at all, but nine of it seldom being easy for her in her 60s.

All things were resolved, but I do still carry the guilt of being an oft difficult and angsty teen, and miss her terribly since her passing in the early 90s.

Thank you, Sam, for bearing even more of your heart and soul.

Lindsay

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