This is my Dad.
My wild bushman dad.
The Blackbearded Pirate of Dadsville.
For years, we tried to convince my Dad that wearing a helmet while he rode his motorbike hellbent all over the farm chasing cattle was kinda, umm, a NECESSITY. It only took him one broken collarbone, numerous stitches, two severe concussions and a broken nose over the span of twenty years for him to start wearing one.
It was the broken nose that did it, I think.
I suspect that he's an appearance man underneath it all.
Anyways, me and my four siblings never did specify what sort of helmet he should wear.
Perhaps we should have.
This is my beautiful daddy, with his great big heart and furry face, sporting his 1970s helmet he found at the back of the shed somewhere, probably under a thick coating of dust and a petrified possum.
Coz us bushies, that's how we swing it.
If you'd like to vote on this piccie to go in JPG Mag's issue of Family ~ click here.
Big furry dad love, from me to you,
Leonie
8 comments:
i love that photo of your dad. so much!
omg-
that photo rocks!!!!!
your dad has sooooo much spirit...and i like the little twinkle in his eye.
:)
xx
your daddy reminds me of my daddy-big ol' earthy bear.
I think I'll give my daddy a call today-thanks for the reminder!
fantastic photo! he looks like quite a cool spirit...
(glad he is playing it safe now)
I can't believe how much your dad looks like mine, My dad has the same beard but BIGGER.. teehee
what a beautiful man. you obviously adore him. how sweet is that.
Oh, your papa is so sweet! I love this. Hope I'm not too late to vote.
:-)
I LOVE THIS!! and Petrified Possum is going to be the name of my rock band if I ever get one together. B and I have a little thing we say when a funny combo of words is said. This one is no exception: "We ARE Petrified Possum!!!!" From Loesse Angeleeeese!
Your dad and your firey bush stories fascinate and amaze me. How I wish we lived closer than exact opposite sides of the planet earth.
Love to you,
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