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Welcome to the wonderful world of my life!
My Dad has taken to calling me during the day when I’m working from home. I don’t mind, he doesn’t do it every day, just a couple of times a week, and I think his calls coincide with times that Mum’s at the gym. I guess he just likes to talk to me for a few minutes without Mum earwigging over his shoulder!
So, my Dad has been a member of a little quizzing group at the place where they live, and it's fab, I'm thrilled about it. It's given him an interest, and a new lease of life! He's a very well-read man, and is very proud of his knowledge. He takes it very seriously.
Now, it turns out that he's had a (friendly - so I'm told) disagreement with another guy in the group who said William the Conqueror built Westminster Abbey.
Dad knew that was wrong, and so did I when he told me, because William the Conqueror was crowned at the Abbey so would have beeded to build it before the coronation! But Dad couldn't remember the right answer, and so couldn't back up his assertion that they guy was wrong because he didn't have the facts to hand.
He was delighted when I reeled off the details and dates. I could almost hear him rubbing his hands together with glee! (I had to make him promise that he wasn't going to come to blows with this other bloke).
For the record, the original abbey was built in the 1050's by Edward the Confessor and the Abbey we know now dates from the mid-1200's and was built by King Henry III.
Honestly, my life is not normal...
Normally, it’s just something fairly mundane, like him reminding me to bring something when I come over, or him asking me to order something online for him, but this morning’s call was a classic...
My phone rings – Dad’s number flashing up on the screen.
Me: hiya, how’s things?
Dad: hello, are you at home, can you talk?
Me: yep, all good. Go ahead.
Dad: Good, I need you to look something up on the computer for me.
Me: (of course, now I’m visualising some mysterious medical symptoms that he’s worried about or some kind of official difficulties they might be facing) okay, of course, what do you need?
Dad: Right, can you tell me – who built Westminster Abbey?
Me: … what the actual f...?
So, my Dad has been a member of a little quizzing group at the place where they live, and it's fab, I'm thrilled about it. It's given him an interest, and a new lease of life! He's a very well-read man, and is very proud of his knowledge. He takes it very seriously.
Now, it turns out that he's had a (friendly - so I'm told) disagreement with another guy in the group who said William the Conqueror built Westminster Abbey.
Dad knew that was wrong, and so did I when he told me, because William the Conqueror was crowned at the Abbey so would have beeded to build it before the coronation! But Dad couldn't remember the right answer, and so couldn't back up his assertion that they guy was wrong because he didn't have the facts to hand.
He was delighted when I reeled off the details and dates. I could almost hear him rubbing his hands together with glee! (I had to make him promise that he wasn't going to come to blows with this other bloke).
For the record, the original abbey was built in the 1050's by Edward the Confessor and the Abbey we know now dates from the mid-1200's and was built by King Henry III.
Honestly, my life is not normal...