Birthday Boy

My dad is 74 today. He came over and took molly out for a ‘short walk’. The children and I waited for him to return, poised to light the candles on his cake and give him his cards and presents. 90 minutes later he still wasn’t back, wasn’t answering his phone and we were convinced he’d collapsed somewhere and couldn’t ring for help. Then he came strolling up the drive as right as rain having been on a 5 k walk and stopping several times to talk to people he knew.

Anyway, he seemed to like his cake and presents and I know that mum is cooking him a special meal tonight.