Nothing you can do really.Now't much, other than my dad was a right 'rascal' but a strict bugger with us two younger two of the four kids. Other than my dispair at my parents and in-laws general views about sexuality - racisms's lapsed, but sexuality. FFS - total dinosaurs. I had a right rant at my bro/sisters about my dad's views on NYE, they were like 'oh he's old' - they are lots younger than me. I've not spoken to him much since then. I work/live in a diverse community. As I'm sure my younger siblings do, but FFS.... really got me cross. what do you do with someone in their late 70's....
My dad managed to get his boilersuit caught up in a belt driving a threshing machine, lot of bruising and skin loss apparently. He also lost 5 teeth when a donkey pulling a cart was startled and the cart wheel went over his mush. I think he was holding or trying to hold the donkey which is how his face got near the wheel. Dangerous places farms.A great grandad on my mother‘s side lost a leg in a threshing machine on a farm. Pretty nasty from the accounts my grand mother told me.
Go on your Dad, cheeky Aussie bugger trying to steal a yard against lower league opposition!We're pretty uncontroversial, but my Dad did once Mankad Greg Chappell in the early '70s when the touring Aussies came to the West Country to play exhibtion/warm-up matches for The Ashes. He was their star player and was quite insistent that everyone had come to see him bat!
Did he taste niceMy father's family have some Fijian heritage. Fijians practiced widespread cannibalism right up until the 20th century. That would have been my great-grandparent's generation.
One of my father's brothers had a mangled ear where a horse-drawn cart had run over his head. I don't know the circumstances.a donkey pulling a cart was startled and the cart wheel went over his mush.
Impressed - very.My paternal grandfather went on holiday together with Lenin and his wife Nadhezda just before the outbreak of WW1.
They became friends after ending up in the same Siberian gulag. My grandfather was a student activist in those days, and got into trouble by climbing onto the roof of the town hall, tearing down the Russian flag and replacing it with a Polish one. (This was before Poland regained her independence - prior to that, apart from the Principality of Warsaw, Poland had been carved up by Austria, Russia and Germany.)
Impressed - very.
Did you hear any reports about whether Lenin was good holiday company?
Where was the holiday?
Any family pics of Lenin wearing novelty hats/triumphing at bingo/pissed on whatever?