Thursday, January 10, 2008

Father of the froufrou.


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Even so, despite the current milleu of activity my gorgeous dad came to visit.
I love him so much. It was so good and wholesome to see him. Roots, they are important and vital to ones espirit. He doesn't have many as he's going bald, and mine are coming through admist the blonde at an alarming rate but hey ho! Il faut!
He came to pick up his beloved jeep, which we have loved and used since I passed my driving test and he gave it to me. Alas, now I am initiated into the french world with my fiat uno, no plush leather seats or walnut dash or 10 cd disc stereo! I adore ma petite voiture and she is cheap as chips usng only tea spoons of petrol per journey, so you know there are advantages.
It was lovely to see him, passionate as ever about his martial arts business (see website linked) and concerned for our large family (brother with child, other brothers and little sisters hopefully still with their virginity in tact) which he filled me in on.
He also nearly broke Jamie's knees demonstrating a karate technique, but we won't go into that.
May he return soon!

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