A picture is worth a thousand words. Someone should have told Tolstoy. The inspiration didn't hit me like an apple on the head, or a bolt of lightning down my spine, but rather one Sunday night with the girlfriend dribbling in her sleep onto my shoulder. Such be life.
I'd been on the phone to the parents that evening for my weekly checkup, and during the course of conversation was told that they'd been to a fancy dress canal festival that weekend.
"Oh nice, what did you wear?" I asked my Dad.
"Mum went as a parlour maid, and I went as an upper-class gentleman!" chuckled said father, at the humorous notion of how he wished life could be.
"Cool! (I'm 22, I can get away with it. Just.) Where did you get it from?" said I, more out of wont than want.
"Got mine off eBay for £18! Bargain it was."
I'm sorry.
Please repeat?
eBay? My Dad? God love him, but eBay, really?! I'll fill you in - he's 62, recently retired, competently compute literate, clever and willing to learn... but it also took me a full 3 hours to teach the same person how to text. The long way (don't get him started on predictive). What astounded me more was that he paid with PayPal, the complicated almighty thieving tax-hole that it is.
I must admit here - I didn't know whether to be more impressed, shocked, proud or astounded! Either way, credit where credit is due. The conversation continued on matters trivial, until the former half concluded with the predicted, 'want a word with your mother?'
It later transpired via the truth-teller, my Mum, that he hadn't bought it on eBay. Nor paid with PayPal. My sister had done it for him.
I just hope that he doesn't watch some gadget show and tell me he wants an iPhone.
R
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Was reading this wondering whether you knew the actual truth behind Dad's supposed amazing ebaying/paypal skills (ie me sorting out the whole thing for him) or whether he'd fob it off as his own handiwork!!! Bless our Pa :)
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