Nectarine tasting
A break from the music vids for a short while. First of all. Happy new year to all that read my blog. How about some humour to start the year off with. I was recently looking through old videos of my daughter, and one of those was the first tape I ever made of her. There were a few moments on the video that continue to make me laugh, so I thought I'd share those moments with all and hope that everyone is just as amused as I am.
As my daughter was settling into solids well, I tried many different foods to see if she liked them or not. At the festive end of her first year, I fed her some Nectarine, with hilarious results. Each mouthful gave her a kick, but she loved every bit. Having that on camera is a blessing. I laugh every time I watch it.
Here it is on my other Youtube channel:
Now for more about my dad.
My Dad part 11
I said previously that my father was an alcoholic. That was to be the key component in dismantling his relationship with Sheila. Kashif and Sima loved him dearly, but Sheila was understandably growing tired of the alcoholic friends being brought into the house. One of those was a guy affectionately called Bernie. Another was called Adam. Bernie passed away a few years ago due to the abuse of alcohol. His great love was his football team Manchester city. Kashif liked Bernie and the love of Manchester city rubbed off on him. Now my father was never a big man. In fact he stood about 5 foot 5 and was very slim. I remember an occasion in Sheila's house where Bernie was in one of his regular drunken stupors. I'm not sure how the conversation started, but at one point he started talking about how he could easily take me at any time (in a fighting sense). Something I seriously doubted, considering he couldn't even walk straight, and I was the sober one. I was quite amused by his suggestion, however my father overheard his words and was less than impressed. Dad bolted into the living room in a fit of rage and placed his hand around Bernie's neck and physically lifted him completely off the ground with one hand booming "Never, ever threaten my son". I was quite surprised because Bernie probably weighed more that 12 stone, and my dad was only about 9 stone. It's amazing what strength adrenaline conjours up. I got to know the other of my Dad's drinking buddies called Adam. He handled his drink much better than Bernie. Being scottish, he loved a good heated debate. Especially with me. Whatever your opinion, he would always look at it from other angles. I enjoyed my chats with him. As far as I know he is still alive. I think he finally gave up the drink. Lucky man. At the time Adam also had a partner, who was also an alcoholic. One morning I received a call telling me that my father and Adam were in a police cell, arrested on suspicion of the rape of Adam's partner. Knowing my father, that was highly unlikely, and it later transpired that Adam's partner had a habit of accusing people of rape. It's people like that that make it more difficult for the genuine victims of rape. Alcohol can do so many diferent negatives things to a person.
To be continued.....
Here's the regular Youtube statistics digest.
I now have 1,109 subscribers.
My channel, Jeffstunes has now been seen 25,766 times.
My overall video views is fast approaching half million at 470,388.
There's another amusing clip from my daughter's first video, and I'll be putting that one up next. That's about it for the moment.
