December 23, 2002
Dad's over for the Chrissie holidays. It's been a year or so since we last got together, but that doesn't seem much compared to when I settled here and couldn't get home for 8 years. Boy, I missed him then. He wasn't much of a traveller back then; he'd only left the state once. Now he comes over every once in awhile and sees his grandchildren. We get on well, even though we don't have a hell of a lot in common. I know bugger all about racehorses and he knows even less about theatre. Doesn't matter, he's my dad.