Solost... cackles like a loon.... a hollow, bitter cackle.
Oh yeah a woman who wouldn't let him see us, he used to lie to her. A woman who engineered a falling out and we were banned from her home, I think about 1995...perhaps 1998, can't really recall, but you get the picture.
Prior to that she cancelled christmas when her daughter took an overdose of paracetamol.
We met Dad in a Little Chef IIRC.
When I nearly succumbed to depression and ended up in hospital, and Dad came up to see me, she told him off for "wasting the day".
she would hide letters, cards and notes we sent him, then tell him we didn't care for him cos we hadn't sent him a Fathers Day Card. The time she trashed the flat abroad and blamed my sister, so we would never ever be able to use it again. Shame she knows jack shit about Spanish inheritance laws. I'll tap him for a use of it next summer, me and my boy.
I had the opportunity to see her last year, Dad said he'd try and talk her round. Seeing as my sister and her baby was over in the country.... Never mind Me and my DS (5) also recently arrived from abroad and the only christmas spent in the UK since he was born. I hit the ROOF! Now at 40odd I KNOW what that pair did. I guess I will never, ever be invited back again.
Oh yeah, if I thought he was happy.... It'd make me happy? Yeah right.
If he were not my blood relation, I really wouldn't bother.
Good thing that came out of all this was that I was a daddy's girl, and barely bothered with my mum. Had he stayed that would never have been challenged. My mum is one of my real best friends, I genuinely love her company. That would never have come to be if Dad was still at home. My mum is a much better person for it all.