Thanks Pockey.
We're spending time with my great old Dad, who is quite unwell, on what is most likely his last Father's Day. He flew bombers in WWII, spent time as a POW, married a saint, was a much loved school teacher all his life, and has travelled absolutely everywhere in Oz with Mum (now gone) in their old Kingswood towing a little old caravan. The family joke is to go somewhere that they never visited, and I have only succeeded once.
We will also be celebrating with our son-in-law and daughter for his first father's day, and our son with his second father's day. A special day for family, fellowship, food and wine.