Whenever I could, I told my sons a story when I put them to bed. The older son was very easy, I could re-tell the story of the three little pigs, The Big bad Wolf. To be honest any old story and my older son was happy.
The Younger son was a different kettle of fish. . . “I HEARD THAT ONE! ” he would say. or even worse at the end of hard told story complete with gesticulations and the best voice imitations I could manage . . He would merely say “HMMMPP”.
I set out to find my younger son a story that he could not have heard. A story that he could not ‘hhhmmmpph’ . . . So I created ‘Aromat the Farten Hound’. A story for little boys that liked rude things, who loved secrets and words like ‘poo’ and ‘fart’ because for some little boys these words were the funniest thing in story land and stories without them were simply not worth listening to.
I told my son that this story was very rude and that he should never tell his Mother. To this day I will swear that keeping a secret with a son is a bond every father should experience.
I have always had a wonderful memory.
when I say “wonderful memory” what I really mean is that I rarely if ever recall horrible things like the weather. I never recall cold or frosty mornings, or even 24 hours of anything dull or boring that might have happened before or after a memorable event, the happy result being all my lifes memories are wonderful.
Peculiar as it may sound to anyone who might be reading this, I have absolutely marvelous memories that range from breaking one or more of my bones to hanging upside down from an upper branch of an Oak tree with my ankle wedged between two branches.
I have heard stories about people that have totally removed from their recollection painful events that had previously occurred in their life. I can believe this because at this precise moment I can recall nothing that was not absolutely wonderful. If by chance I have ever blocked out anything painful I would consider this possibility to be just another wonderful thing.
I intend to Blog about my friends and memories on these pages.
Pat Davis is is a Classic car enthusiast and this blog displays some photos he has taken over many years and a short description of some of his favourite classic cars, (mostly Queensland). It includes a few photos sent to him that were included in the now discontinued Restored-Classics web site