Me: What are you having for lunch today?
Dad: I don't do stuff like that. I had breakfast - a cup of coffee and a digestive. My last digestive. They're just so dunkable and easy to eat.
I’m in Wales until Saturday so here’s the inevitable thread of weird things my dad does/says. At dinner: “Did you see the double rainbow yesterday? I don’t know how local a rainbow is”
When I stayed with dad a few weeks ago, I bought some meringue nests. On the phone today:
Dad: I still have the bloody nests, they’ve been in the car for weeks.
Me: Why are they in the car?
Dad: Because I’ve been driving them around trying to get someone to take them.
I’m surprising even myself by how bad I am taking this news about Neighbours. The world is setting my comfort blanket on fire and I can’t pretend to be okay with that!!!!!!!