It looks like my dad might be posthumously about to end my career as prime minister. How annoying. Do you think a new career making artisan chutney might be a good idea?
Don’t worry, everyone’s dad is rubbish and embarrassing sometimes. They don’t mean it. They genuinely believe that it’s okay to dance like an idiot to the Kaiser Chiefs in front of all your school friends and bore everyone to death with stories about raving in the Slam tent at T in the Park once about 15 years ago. Just be careful if your dad starts growing an interesting beard and considering getting a tattoo sleeve because then you really are in trouble.
Hope that helps,