The back story: my parents divorced when I was eleven. I waited for my father to contact me. Radio silence for nineteen years when I , foolishly thinking there had perhaps been a misunderstanding, phoned him, having got the number from my paternal grandmother. He visited a week later to say that unless his wife was also invited and made welcome, he wouldn't be visiting again.
Fast forward(!) almost thirty years. Contacted me to ask if they could come for lunch. Visited with wife looking throughout like a chihuahua chewing a wasp. I was also asked to visit where wife ignored me or was unpleasant. Took to her bed in a fit of pique by Saturday lunchtime.
She died last year. Alarmed by his grief, I bought him an iPad. Since then, I have disabled Skype on my phone since he was attempting to Skype me every day. He skypes my brother every single morning but I claimed to have difficulty with the settings so it doesn't work.
He has just been here for a week. No presents or card. Little digs about wastefulness and late rising. No interest in me, my family or my life, really. He wanted me to look at all his photos of where he and wife ( now to be known as CCAW) have visited over the years.
Some things are just not fixable, are they?
Thanks for reading.