Ten things I remember about my dad

He called himself Joe

He smelled of cigars

Watching him dress up to go to the races

Flying kites

Knowing the answer to everything

Feeding the ducks in Hyde Park

His love of Gloria Gaynor, Kenny Rogers and the blonde one from Abba

Growing roses and tomatoes in our window box

Holding my hand in Holland Park

Happy Father’s Day!

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8 Responses to Ten things I remember about my dad

  1. discothequechic says:


    and the present dilemma continues once again!

    also, have you got an email I can contact you on?


  2. riz says:

    That’s really tranquil. I can’t remember my dad…

  3. enc says:

    This was very touching.

    I miss my dad, too.

  4. The style societe says:

    You freaked me out then, I thought I had missed fathers day – but we have it in September! – Your dad seems fantastic. Love your blog!

  5. Paris says:

    Awe this is so sweet x

  6. pretty face says:

    Oh, darling that was beautiful. I forgot it was father’s day today (yes, embarrassed that google had to tell me)

  7. Cupcakes and Cashmere says:

    ah, your comments about your dad were so touching. i too have always felt as though my dad knew the answers to everything…we’re lucky to have grown up with such intelligent fathers! xo

  8. Pamcasso says:


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