I'm going off to see my father today, I'll be hopping on a trian straight after work and then spending just shy of a week with him and my little brother.
This is a bit of a significant holiday as it is extremely likely it will be the last chance I'll get to spend with my father before the cancer gets him.
I imagine we will probably go fly fishing and he will tell me bites of wisdom while we are in the middle of a stream, in the deep South of America. What will really happen is I'm going to spend a lot of time screaming about on motorbikes and being bitten by goats, which I think is better in some ways.
Either way its going to be quite a week, I should make sure I pack enough gin.
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