This is a message from Robbie, a guy that my Dad used to manage on the news of Dad becoming Granddad Twedz at 45!
Well Twedz,
Congratulations on becoming a Grandad! .. but now that you are, you’d wanna start lookin’ and actin’ the part.
You can begin by takin’ that black boot polish outta your hair, no kid wants a Grandad with black hair.. you need to ditch those fancy cuff-links and bright ties as well, ‘cuz grandads that wear bright clothes feel sick inside their heads.. what you need is an old brown over-coat, a pair of tweed trousers, and a paddy cap.. and black socks with your sandals in the summer!
You’d wanna chuck your job as well, no grandchild wants to be told bedtime stories via mind-map and power-point.. Grandads don’t do conference calls, deal reviews, and GOSPA’s.. you’re supposed to be doddering around the kitchen looking for the teapot, pottering over to the shops for tea-bags and sausages, and begging for forgiveness in the church.
..And start carryin’ boiled sweets in your pocket, and bread for the ducks.
Robbie.
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