Father’s Day


Somewhere between honouring my own father and the concept of honouring fatherhood itself, I am going to survey all the things I like about men today. Quietly, and to myself. I also took Stefan his coffee, but I think this is a day for the children to make a fuss of him, and for me to step back.

My dad died eight years ago, after catching pneumonia crossing the Nullabor Plain. The most poignant thing sitting here today is remembering how as children we would compare our hands to his – mine are identical. I can see him in the set of my elder son’s head and shoulders, and in my brothers. When I get hot and cross in the middle of some project I can look up and catch my face with just his expression – crazed, with glasses slipping. He introduced me to classical music, the Periodic Table, and tried with maths, really tried… He loved to walk, and go out on the harbour. If he ever put on weight he dieted systematically and with success. When he was in intensive care on his birthday, the nurses put Johnny Walker Black Label in his tube for him – he loved that!

I will clean the cameras of salt – they are sealed so I’m not worried about the workings, but the exteriors need a wipe and a vacuum. Did I mention I have a special teeny attachment with brushes and nozzles, just for equipment? And the boys are taking us out for lunch.

P.S. Stefan said this was the best Father’s Day ever.



About Tricia Rose

Not distracted by shiny objects.
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5 Responses to Father’s Day

  1. La Dolfina says:

    So beautiful Tricia Rose… your Dad sounded wonderful. I love his face and your memories of him!
    I also wanted to thank you for your anniversary comment over the weekend. It was touching…
    So glad your husband had the best Father's Day ever!!!!
    Much love,

  2. Miriam Leigh says:

    I would have guessed that your father was an amazing man. Happy father's day to Stefan, too. What a feast!

  3. Deer Baby says:

    What lovely memories of your Dad. Mine taught me the periodic table as well and tried and tried to teach me Maths – all to no avail in my case but he is patience personified. Your dad looked a lovely man.

    That spread with the cake and mussels (?) looked divine.

  4. Struggler says:

    He sounds like a wonderful man.
    Your Father's Day spread looks out of this world – I never tend to seek out mussels, but if I could make them like that, I would!

  5. Will Sargent says:

    The Father's Day spread was from our dinner at Dream Farm, a VERY good restaurant at San Anselmo. Highly recommended.

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