Hereditary
This might be quite surprising, but compared to my dad, I’m a diy genius. Apart from anything else, I did finish what I was doing. which is more than he can claim. It was KayBee’s blog “Naive and unsure of the words” that put me in mind of this episode from my youth. Some tiles had come loose during a storm, and the roof had a slight leak. Dad was up there trying to repair it, and, as ever, the language was quite educational, though not i a good way!! Keith, my buddy from next door, and myself had just learnt the words of the chorus form a song recorded by one of Britain’s greatest comedians, Tommy Cooper.
On the one hand, we were allowed to finish, on the other hand, we were lucky not to have suffered serious injury, but it was worth it. The words are: (and these are correct, lol)
“Don’t jump off the roof dad, you’ll make a hole in the yard,
Mother just planted petunias, the digging and planting were hard,
If you must end it all dad, please won’t you give us a break,
Just go down to the park, dad, and there you can jump in the lake!
Two of the precious tiles then narrowly missed us, as we hadn’t had the savvy to keep a safe distance. His voice said “Ooops!”, but the tone said “Damn, missed ’em!”
No sense of humour, some folks.
🙂
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Hahaha Steve, Tommy Cooper was brilliant xx
enjoyed your d.i.y. efforts but not getting on the roof, ha ha funny how some dads are isnt it xx
he tells the story he will laugh at how he scared those young whippersnappers. isn’t memory grand? xxx
The things we do as kids!!! But great fun to look back on. Enjoyed the blog – thanks.xx
Oh , I can imagine how annoying it must have been for your dad to hear your chanting while trying to fix the tiles on the roof !
Of one thing I’m sure …and that’s that your dad did NOT want to hit you guys with the tiles but to just scare you !
I remember my two boys climbing up a huge tree we had in our yard ,every time I asked them to do something …
From up there they will sing out at the top of their voices …so the whole neighborhood would hear them …
What do we want ? ” FREEDOM ” . When do we want it ? ” NOW “..
No need to say that their “Freedom ” only lasted till dinner time !
Lol, funny how so many revolutions get put on hold when it’s feeding time, eh Norma 🙂 x
I can remember my Dad counting the cows as they came in to be milked, and me crouched down behind the water trough counting loudly as well but doing it by fives and tens trying to confuse him. Why was I down behind the trough you may ask? Because during WW2 my Dad was a range finder and his nick name was ‘dead eye Dick’. He never missed, and those half grown carrots he chewed on hurt when they connected lol.
Lol, I bet they did, Kiwi x
Hi Steve, your blog did make me laugh! Nothing like having just the perfect song for an occasion, 🙂 Ha! I’m glad my silly blog triggered a funny memory so that you could then share with us!
Great blog Steve..Gives me hope on my next diy kitchen remodel project..
omg jsmile im going to warn ur neighnours lol