Brunch at Salt Cafe

A meet up with the son for brunch! Much talk of things; I'm sure my dad never discussed emotions, feelings, friendships, aspirations and anxieties, personal and interpersonal matters. He did know absolutely everything about everything mechanical and electrical, and the construction of a house from foundations to the roof, however. That was more useful, really. That was a proper Dad. And he loved the hills and the wildness and fishing too, and Burns, of course, which we mustn't forget. Brunch wasn't around then, was it?
Bloody nonsense, he'd say.