This amusing incident had me thinking about other little moments relating to the various members of my family. What a wonderful gift our relatives are. I know that anyone reading this will have experienced many similar incidents and I would invite you all to give us a laugh and write in with the funniest ones.
My father was a constant source of amusement. If I thought long and hard I could probably come up with a book’s worth of stories just about him. I remember standing in a checkout queue at ASDA one time, watching him make funny faces at a toddler in a pram. The child was clutching a tube of sweets and staring at my father with a rather puzzled expression. The next thing I knew, my dad was trying to prise the sweets from the poor child’s grasp while the parents weren’t looking. He had such a wonderful way of doing things. Anyone else caught stealing sweets from a three year old would be locked up, but had the parents spotted my dad doing it, they probably would’ve just smiled.
I think one of my favourite stories involving my father occurred on my wedding day. I was married in a small Welsh Chapel and for the order of service we decided to have one English hymn and then one Welsh hymn, just to balance things up. The choice for the English hymn was Jerusalem – a tremendously rousing anthem and a real favourite of mine. The name of the Welsh hymn escapes me at present however my father, who had a wonderfully strong singing voice but spoke no Welsh, opted to sing the words to Jerusalem a second time, commenting later on that, “They just seemed to fit rather well”.
Of course I am certainly not immune to having the odd ‘senior moment’ as my dad would have called them. I remember losing my car keys a few years ago while enjoying a day out with my two boys. We’d gone to a motor racing circuit and the problem only came to light as I started making my way back to the car-park. After emptying my pockets and my rucksack, I retraced my steps and spent the next hour fruitlessly searching the grandstand for the missing keys. Sadly they were nowhere to be found. Eventually I was lucky enough to find someone who gave us all a lift home, whereupon I duly deposited the boys and picked up the spare set. Returning to the car I found it exactly as I’d left it… with the key in the ignition and the engine running.