It was so lovely last evening.
Knock on the door. Son opens and I hear a manly hug and back slap.
His mates walk into the kitchen, arms wide open for a hug from me.
And it was a proper hug. Held for ages.
When we upgraded the pigsty to a man cave/bar and all these kids would be here every week…it was a place to speak their minds.
Aka – that actual bar was painted white with lots of felt tips in a jug on top.
The drunken messages written were brilliant. One I remember more than the rest. It started at the top with – “My Mum is better than your Mum”
Everyone chipped in.
Kids today would NEVER EVER EVEN think of writing that.
Every morning I was there with sweet hot tea, Alka Seltzers, Anadin or a bacon sandwich. Depending on the level of the hangover.
Some Ties Bind Stronger Than Others.
Thank you, kids. Love you all :o)