A break from the music vids for a short while. Here’s something a little different. I thought it would be a good idea to bring the new year in with some humour. I was going through some old video of my daughter, and found the tape I made of her first year. There were a number of clips on the vid that still make me laugh out loud, so I thought I’d put those moments on youtube for all to see, and hopefully to be as amused as I was.
As my daughter was settling into solids well, I tried many different foods to see if she liked them or not. Around her first christmas she was introduced to Nectarine with very funny results. She shuddered with each taste, but wanted more. I’m so glad I captured it on camera. It never fails to amuse me.
Here’s a summary video on my Jeffhasspoken channel:
Now for more about my dad.
My Dad part 11
As I mentioned before, my father was an alcoholic. I think it was this that was a key player in the demise of his relationship with Sheila. The two children adored him, but Sheila was getting fed up with the other alcoholics that he brought into the house. The two I remember the most were Bernie and Adam. Bernie passed away a few years ago due to the abuse of alcohol. His great love was his football team Manchester city. Kashif liked Bernie and the love of Manchester city rubbed off on him. Now my father was never a big man. In fact he stood about 5 foot 5 and was very slim. I remember an occasion in Sheila’s house where Bernie was in one of his regular drunken stupors. I’m not sure how the conversation started, but at one point he started talking about how he could easily take me at any time (in a fighting sense). Something I seriously doubted, considering he couldn’t even walk straight, and I was the sober one. His suggestion amused me, but my father was less than impressed having overheard the conversation. Dad rushed in the living room in rage and put one hand around Bernie’s throat and physically lifted him off the ground with one hand telling him “Never, ever threaten my son”. It did surprise me because Bernie’s weight probably exceeded 12 stone, and my father was a mere 9 stone. It is astonishing what adrenaline can do for your strength. The other alcoholic friend of my father’s that I got to know was Adam. He was a guy that could handle his drink. A Scotsman that totally enjoyed a good debate. Especially with me. It didn’t matter what your opinion was about anything, he would always find another way to look at it. Talking with him was entertaining. The last I heard, he was still alive. I also heard that he had given up the drink. That’s fortunate for him. When I knew Adam he had a partner, who was also a lover of alcohol. I got a call from the police one morning, telling me that they were holding my father and Adam for an alleged rape of Adam’s partner. I considered that I knew my father well enough to come to the conclusion that he wouldn’t have done anything like that. It turned out that Adam’s partner had a history of falsely accusing people of rape. Those are the people that make life more difficult for the genuine rape victims. That’s just another one of those gifts from alcohol. It can make you do the strangest things.
To be continued…..
Here’s the regular Youtube statistics digest.
I now have 1,109 subscribers.
My channel, Jeffstunes has now been seen 25,766 times.
The total viewings for all my videos is fast approaching the half a million mark at 470,388.
The next of my video uploads is another funny clip from my daughter’s first year. Until then….
