I bet Luke Skywalker didn’t send a card either…

Disclaimer

In the 363 words that follow this disclaimer, there are:

210 words of insincerity for comic effect, 22 words of heartfelt sincerity and 131 words of something else.

End of disclaimer

First things first. It’s Fathers Day today and I’ve forgotten to send a card. So if you’re reading this Dad:

Happy Father’s Day!

Frankly if you’re not reading it then it’s not my fault you didn’t get the message. If anyone should be reading these pages avidly it’s you. You’re my father. If you don’t support my endeavours, however misguided they may be, then who will?

But I’m sure that’s not an issue.

Mum will make you read it.

Unless she isn’t reading this blog either.

Which is distinctly possible. I can’t even remember if you’re in the same country as me at the moment or if you’re in rural France with no internet access. I know you were in rural France last weekend. Did you come back? Am I bad for not knowing or should you have told me?

Well enough members of my family do read this occasionally for me to be fairly confident that you’ll get the message sooner or later. What was the message again?

Oh yeah.

Happy Fathers Day!

Although to be fair it’s clearly just a made-up ‘holiday’. It’s not even a holiday at all. We always get Sunday off. Except for people who work on Sundays. But they’ll still have to work today probably.

Nonetheless, the important thing is that I love you Dad, and I hope you’re having a nice day regardless of the date.

As well as it being Father’s Day, it’s a also a day of personal triumph for me. Today is my 30th blog post in 30 consecutive days.

To be clear this is actually the 39th post in the 43 days since I started this blog but the last 30 posts have been written in a time frame of 30 days and apparently that’s a ‘thing’ in the world of blogging.

Yay me!

It hasn’t all been gold.

But it’s quantity rather than quality that matters right?

Or have I got that the wrong way round?

I have, haven’t I?

It wouldn’t be the first time I misread an idiom.

Who can forget that art project I did? The one when I attempted to make a picture out of a thousand words…