It’s my Dad’s birthday today.

He may not remember it, but I do, and since I have a (very legitimate! backed up by hard evidence!) belief that the Internet can find lost items for me, I’m hoping it can also work as a communications device to wherever Dad is lost at the moment.

I perhaps have a little too much faith in the Internet, but there you have it.

So, HAPPY 74th BIRTHDAY DADDY!

I love you lots, and wish you many coconut-covered marshmallow treats, Terry’s chocolate oranges, sunny days at the racetrack, deep-fried Mars Bars, and low golf scores.
xoxo Your Daughter