When I returned from the BritMums Live, I found this note from my Dad.
“Cornflakes on dresser (top)
Lollies in drawer 4
Washing on chair
Some milk in my fridge
Nearly full loaf in my bread bin
Max not eating much, don’t think he’s 100%”
Dad was away visiting my brother.
There is so much about the relationship we had with Dad in this simple note.
The cornflakes were bought from Lidl, a supermarket he was always trying to convince me was rather fabulous. They were on the top of the dresser otherwise our two dopey labradors would have had a field day with them.
The lollies in the freezer were typical. Even on the most ordinary days, Dad would go out and find little treats for the children. “Now what have I got in my bag today?” he would say. Out would come smartie cookies, doughnuts, crisps and custard creams for my sons and daughter. Sometimes there would be a chocolate eclair or smoked salmon for me, often at times when I had PMT or was generally showing signs of strain.
I would ask how much I owed Dad and he would say, “The Coop had all this stuff for free today.” His way of helping us out without embarrassing us.
He would have brought the washing off the line at the first threat of rain. Organised and very in tune with weather patterns.
He had his own annex so we had two of everything so I would wander through and use up his remaining bread and milk whilst he was away.
Max was our lovely ginger cat. We took him to the vets and it turned out he had a wound from where a fox had apparently got him. It was infected and we had to put him to sleep. We were so upset. Little did we know that poor Dad was not 100 per cent either.
So the return from BritMums Live started a horrendous 3 months culminating in the loss of my father.
I wanted to record the note from Dad – it says so much.