Normally on the 23rd August I commemorate ma deid da’s birthday but a couple of years ago I made a wee bit of a mistake.  See, when the funeral director phoned with the next available date for my wifes funeral I didnae really take it in.

But, yes, I’d scheduled it for my deid da’s birthday.  To be fair, it was never the happiest of days. I mean I barely knew him and he died when I was at the school but still.

Now, though, he really does take supernumerary status the day as it’s all aboot ma Lindy.

But here’s some pictures of him anyway.  Happy birthday Da.