I usually feel indifferent about commercial ‘Hallmark’ holidays… and yes I appreciate that my version of indifference often looks a lot like hostility. BUT Fathers day this year was really nice for me, the brood went to a lot of effort and I was really spoilt. There was even the briefest sensation of the warm and fuzzies when the blackened edges of my normally dark heart cracked and peeled back, just for a moment mind you, but I think there was definitely something untoward going on in there…
Of course some people don’t have fathers on which to dote. Like Bruce Wayne… and I think it’s important to remember those people.
Happy Fathers day. Or whatever.