Don’t be a tool, just give your dad a big hug
IF YOU’VE been to the shops or watched any commercial TV recently you will be aware that Father’s Day is upon us on Sunday.
Like Valentine’s Day and now Halloween, Father’s Day has gone from being a fairly relaxed occasion when we were kids to being hyped into a massive retail marketing opportunity.
(Mother’s Day, however, is a sacred date on our cultural calendar and I will not hear a word against it.)
It is a pity that many advertisements for the perfect Father’s Day present don’t seem to have caught up with our expectations of modern, sensitive fatherhood.
It’s still all power tools and booze and crass cards. Combine these suggestions and on Sunday you’ve got a dad with a beer in one hand and a buzz saw in the other and a trip to hospital an hour later. In a barbecue apron with boobs on it. cally misshapen drawings of himself and enough dodgily decorated Dad mugs to give that whole army cups of tea.
Since neither I nor the kids are any good in the kitchen, he gets up to cook us all special breakfast. Because he works on Sundays, the whole thing’s over by 10am.
This may sound like a bit of a raw deal. But in fact most dads I know really would like just one thing for Father’s Day: a hug. And if they have teenagers, a few unmuttered words.
My dearly departed Dad was quite keen on Father’s Day; for him it would simply bring new ugg boots, some chocolate biscuits and a captive audience to hear his latest strategy in the footy tipping competition.
So to anyone who is a dad or has a dad, or dad-like figure, I hope that your Father’s Day is a happy one ... and that everyone takes care with power tools.