Stig-OT-Dump
Guru
- Location
- Glasgow's sunny southside
I turned our toilet into a no-go zone for at least 5 minutes.
Now THAT'S a Dad Jobby!!!
Now THAT'S a Dad Jobby!!!
I turned our toilet into a no-go zone for at least 5 minutes.
Now THAT'S a Dad Jobby!!!
He'd opened the window, flung in an air freshner and put on the extractor.Only 5 minutes?.....
He'd opened the window, flung in an air freshner and put on the extractor.
That is proper son training. At the age of 12 my dad had me help him change out an engine and gearbox on a Morris Traveller, something that I recall mainly involved me in a pit holding up the gearbox on my shoulder whilst he tried to locate the drive spline and refit the bolts. That was real dad/son bonding.
My dad was a carpenter/joiner and was also car-mad. As a teenager, I used to ask him about woodwork and cars all the time but he'd always say the same thing - "You don't want to work with your hands Col, you're a bright lad - work with your brain instead!" so I never got to do any of that kind of thing with him.That is proper son training. At the age of 12 my dad had me help him change out an engine and gearbox on a Morris Traveller, something that I recall mainly involved me in a pit holding up the gearbox on my shoulder whilst he tried to locate the drive spline and refit the bolts. That was real dad/son bonding.