My Dad is sleeping with my Mum in the hotel room next to mine.
I'm in a 15th century monastery in Belgium that is now an Hotel (with WiFi), and I've driven 750 miles in the last few days.
Having found some years ago the place in France where his (and my) name was invented 880 years ago, I finally took Mum & Dad to see it. We strolled around the ruins of an Abbey built in 1127 that inspired the Abbot to invent a new name for the place. That name has since been handed down the generations (via my Father) to me.
For years, my father and I never really spoke. After 40-odd years, that has been resolved.
I blamed him for my failings, and vice versa. We now share a sense of common heritage, and as a bonus, discovered a shared affection for fine cuisine.
In addition, I've found the place he stayed here in Bruges back in 1951 - The people he knew then are long dead or moved on, but we have shared common memories of a foreign place, enjoyed a great meal with amazing waiters and skilled chefs, and finally concluded that my mother is as mad as a pair of triplets.
It's now sleepy time, but after a bottle of '87 touraine, I felt the need to share.
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"Nobby" is a French name?!
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Nobby wrote:
My Dad is sleeping with my Mum in the hotel room next to mine.
So, they banging the headboard and you couldn't sleep?
"If you have selfish, ignorant citizens, you're gonna get selfish, ignorant leaders". Carlin.
Glad to see that you could reconcile things. I'm currently going through a very rough patch with my dad, and though young, I can sympathize with you.
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Nice. x3
I'm glad you and your father made up after 40 [odd] years and found a common interest. :)
I'm glad you and your father made up after 40 [odd] years and found a common interest. :)
Shame you're a bachelor, or you and the old man could pull a wife-swap and really bond. I s'pose a threesome could bring you closer together, too, but there's too much of a possibility that you'd make eye contact with him, and that would be uncomfortable.
For the record I blame your father for Dracoid too.
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BT.....There are times you really do concern me. This would be one of those.
Holy Bob... he must be, like, 100 years old or something.
Damn, that's old.
Damn, that's old.
Some people are like slinkies, they aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Shame you're a bachelor, or you and the old man could pull a wife-swap and really bond. I s'pose a threesome could bring you closer together, too, but there's too much of a possibility that you'd make eye contact with him, and that would be uncomfortable.
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Holy Bob... he must be, like, 100 years old or something.
Damn, that's old.
Damn, that's old.
Oh come on, Nobby isn't that old..........
Damn, you two are slow on the uptake.
Your poor mother.
Your poor mother.
The Cat's in the Cradle and the Silver Spoon...and all that...'sniff'.
Funny how men get all mushy when they get older.
While I was growing up my Dad never once hugged me or gave me the ol' "love ya" or showed any other sort of affection. Now whenever I see him (only once or twice a year) he hugs me and crys when I leave. He calls and tells me he loves me on the phone. I really coulda used that when I was about 14, but I guess better late then never eh.
Grats Nobs.
Edited, Jun 26th 2007 3:57pm by Elinda
Funny how men get all mushy when they get older.
While I was growing up my Dad never once hugged me or gave me the ol' "love ya" or showed any other sort of affection. Now whenever I see him (only once or twice a year) he hugs me and crys when I leave. He calls and tells me he loves me on the phone. I really coulda used that when I was about 14, but I guess better late then never eh.
Grats Nobs.
Edited, Jun 26th 2007 3:57pm by Elinda
Alma wrote:
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It's a few years since we 'made up', but we've always kept a few doors locked.
This week my Father & I have shared experiences and conversations we avoided.
Today I took him to a fishing village in Holland where he spent time just after the 2nd World War. So much has changed, he almost didn't recognise it, but we walked to a bridge where he fished for mackerel as an 18-year old, and it flooded back.
For the first time since I was old enough to recognise it, I heard stories of this lovely old man as a shy, curious teenager in a foreign land, with ambitions and dreams ahead of him. After decades of not talkiing, I finally met the man, the person.
It seemst that in his daydreams, watching a fishing float in war-torn Europe, almost 60 years ago, what he really dreamed about was me. Someone to fulfil his ambitions, hold his values, share his ideals.
It was clear that I'd achieved none of the above, but now that he's no longer a naive young man, he believes that his hopes were well-founded, but misguided.
He told me that I didn't achieve what he hoped for when he was 18, but now he's the long side of 70, he feels I've achieved more for him than he could wish for. That made me feel speshul.
So, My gbaji-esque summary. .
My darling mother has drunk Champagne in Champagne, been flirted at by thin-hipped French waiters, visited the homes of composers she reveres, and has had a wonderful time.
My father has gained a new awareness of his roots, and found the patience to edjamacate his son, discovered new foods, faced some of his ghosts, and found the right time to say what he wanted to say 40 years ago.
Me? 40 years ago, I wouldn't have listened. Tonight, I feel like I met my father. He's my hero, and it took me almost 50 years to realise it.
This week my Father & I have shared experiences and conversations we avoided.
Today I took him to a fishing village in Holland where he spent time just after the 2nd World War. So much has changed, he almost didn't recognise it, but we walked to a bridge where he fished for mackerel as an 18-year old, and it flooded back.
For the first time since I was old enough to recognise it, I heard stories of this lovely old man as a shy, curious teenager in a foreign land, with ambitions and dreams ahead of him. After decades of not talkiing, I finally met the man, the person.
It seemst that in his daydreams, watching a fishing float in war-torn Europe, almost 60 years ago, what he really dreamed about was me. Someone to fulfil his ambitions, hold his values, share his ideals.
It was clear that I'd achieved none of the above, but now that he's no longer a naive young man, he believes that his hopes were well-founded, but misguided.
He told me that I didn't achieve what he hoped for when he was 18, but now he's the long side of 70, he feels I've achieved more for him than he could wish for. That made me feel speshul.
So, My gbaji-esque summary. .
My darling mother has drunk Champagne in Champagne, been flirted at by thin-hipped French waiters, visited the homes of composers she reveres, and has had a wonderful time.
My father has gained a new awareness of his roots, and found the patience to edjamacate his son, discovered new foods, faced some of his ghosts, and found the right time to say what he wanted to say 40 years ago.
Me? 40 years ago, I wouldn't have listened. Tonight, I feel like I met my father. He's my hero, and it took me almost 50 years to realise it.
"I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left" - Seasick Steve
Nobby wrote:
blah blah blah sappy crap
But he's an cnut right?
Well there you go folks, the proof that just one week-end in France magically heals 40 year-old wounds and spreads joy and happiness through out the world.
And it's not even me that said it...
And it's not even me that said it...
Monsieur RedPhoenixxx wrote:
Well there you go folks, the proof that just one week-end in France magically turns you *****.
And it's not even me that said it...
And it's not even me that said it...
You should be so proud.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Monsieur RedPhoenixxx wrote:
Well there you go folks, the proof that just one week-end in France magically turns you *****.
And it's not even me that said it...
And it's not even me that said it...
You should be so proud.
All that hatred and cynicism...
I think you need a week-end in France tbh.
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It seemst that in his daydreams, watching a fishing float in war-torn Europe, almost 60 years ago, what he really dreamed about was me. Someone to fulfil his ambitions, hold his values, share his ideals.
"If you have selfish, ignorant citizens, you're gonna get selfish, ignorant leaders". Carlin.
sweet but true, It's great to make peace with your parents. Enjoy...
Nobby wrote:
Me? 40 years ago, I wouldn't have listened. Tonight, I feel like I met my father. He's my hero, and it took me almost 50 years to realise it.
good for you, too bad i'll never feel that way about my father.
you say never say never but truly i'm a *******, I dont know what he even looks like anymore, where he works/lives, who his wife/gf's name is or child. its depressing to think about it as if i'm the forgotten first child of him.
I doubt he'll ever try to see me again and i hope to god he doesn't because i have no intention of seeing him.
Congratulations Nobby. It must be wonderful to resolve things.
I wish I could resolve things with my dad but he has a 14 year old boyfriend and so, I can't really look past that.
Edited, Jun 27th 2007 3:14pm by Annabella
I wish I could resolve things with my dad but he has a 14 year old boyfriend and so, I can't really look past that.
Edited, Jun 27th 2007 3:14pm by Annabella
Turin wrote:
Seriously, what the f*ck nature?
[quote=Annabella the Righteous]Congratulations Nobby. It must be wonderful to resolve things.
I wish I could resolve things with my dad but he has a 14 year old boyfriend and so, I can't really look past that.
[i]Edited, Jun 27th 2007 3:14pm by Annabella
oh please, thats nothing to be scoffed at...
but w/e floats your boat, well pushes you down the river called life i guess
I wish I could resolve things with my dad but he has a 14 year old boyfriend and so, I can't really look past that.
[i]Edited, Jun 27th 2007 3:14pm by Annabella
oh please, thats nothing to be scoffed at...
but w/e floats your boat, well pushes you down the river called life i guess
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