In the UK, as in the USA, it’s Fathers’ Day today. Normally, commercialised greeting card-fests like this leave me, err, coldly cynical. But as today is hot and humid, Rosemary has excused me all chores, and the girls have given me a couple of hilarious books and homemade cards I’ll just wallow in it.
Met up with some old friends at a party yesterday – my best man of 20 years ago and his wife were celebrating a collective 100 year birthday party. Tony and I first met when I left college and took a job in chemistry research, I left the research centre after 7 years and Tony took over my research computing job – he’s CIO (or some such title) now! It was great to meet others that I had not seen in more than 20 years. Definitely worth the 3 hour round trip. I had met with my old boss last summer in Vancouver BC, he is now president of an energy company. After an afternoon in one of the city’s finest micro-brewery pubs I felt ‘unwell’ – moral do not go for a lunchtime drink with a pipe-smoking Norwegian.
More old friends next week as I join a school reunion picnic in London – could be a great laugh or abject misery