Three cheers for fathers, great and small. They make your favourite, least healthy meals and let you eat with your elbows on the table. They read comic books to you and do all the right voices, including Captain Haddock's spit-heavy Scottish brogue ~ Blistering barnacles!
Three cheers for J, who does his duty as a daddy not because it is a duty, but because he is devoted. And E and M are lucky beyond their blue-bright eyes to have this very father.
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