Wit Over Ignorance

It's that time of year again (again)

The summons arrived and there was no escaping it. Dad must report for pumpkin carving duty at smallest daughter's school, or else the poor waif would be left there, orphaned and miserable, while all the other Dads dazzled their offspring with masterful carving of Halloween lanterns. So of course I turned up, Swiss Army knife at the ready. And as you can tell from the iPhone snap appended below, my middle name should have been Michelangelo.

The purpose of the occasion, the school solemnly informed us, was to encourage bonding between father and daughter. Sounds like a good idea to me, but slightly lacking in spontaneity, perhaps. Ooops, it's 10 o'clock. Gotta go and bond.......

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It's that time of year again (again)

The summons arrived and there was no escaping it. Dad must report for pumpkin carving duty at smallest daughter's school, or else the poor waif would be left there, orphaned and miserable, while all the other Dads dazzled their offspring with masterful carving of Halloween lanterns. So of course I turned up, Swiss Army knife at the ready. And as you can tell from the iPhone snap appended below, my middle name should have been Michelangelo.

The purpose of the occasion, the school solemnly informed us, was to encourage bonding between father and daughter. Sounds like a good idea to me, but slightly lacking in spontaneity, perhaps. Ooops, it's 10 o'clock. Gotta go and bond.......