When my children were small, having an unconventional artist for a father meant that life was full of surprises. One morning, when we were far too early for a school meeting, my daughter asked me what we should do.
“We’ll just look for pickled onions.” I replied. “There are sure to be some lying about in the playground.”
“I love having a mad dad.” replied my daughter.
One morning, my son came downstairs to find that, during the night, I had knocked up a “Toby” train costume from “Thomas the Tank Engine” for the school’s fancy dress event.
That’s one happy little fellow right there!