Today my Dad, Davies the Pipe, is 70 years of age.
We'll be celebrating this milestone in Walsall tonight.
When you realise your Dad is 70 it sort of makes one wise up. You see, being a rascally type of person has not really ever been in my nature.
And I could never have been described a thorough going bounder or toerag, either. But I have always known how to quietly, and sometimes less so, hold and impart my own counsel, not least in the court of public opinion. This is largely due to the influence of my father, Davies the Pipe. My best pal and my only hero.
Happy Birthday Dad!
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