I am sitting thinking

Posted: June 20, 2016 in Uncategorized

Father’s Day has been and gone. A celebration of the male of the species, another invention of our cousins across the pond. As a child I remember picking flowers for my Mother on Mothering Sunday. I have no early recollection of a Fathers Day. Dad was just expected to get on and ‘do’ and be glad he could.

I am altogether unclear why Fathers Day exists. Generally speaking men expect praise for each and every little thing they do for the family. Mothers on the other hand do more for no praise. The guilt felt by the the male of the species brimmed over, I guess, and meant that on one day of the year the ‘The Little Woman’ could be heaped with praise, then just get on with it for the rest of the year.


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