April 11th 2018

Today is my Grandad’s 80th birthday. (Almost) the whole family went round to Grandma and Grandad’s house for a mini celebration. We’re having a larger party/celebration next Sunday, but tonight was just to commemorate his actual birthday.

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My Grandad is basically my favourite person in the world. Before I got full time work, he and I used to go to the driving range every Tuesday morning for a few hours. I really, really miss those times we spent together.

My love of golf comes from him, and I think so does my obsession with numbers and analytics. His brain works in a very numeric fashion, and I think that’s where I get it from.

He’s also the only person in my family taller than five foot nine, so I’m thankful for that, otherwise I’d probably be 5’7″ like my Dad.

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He’s always happy (around me, at least), he’s always asking questions, and he’s always interested in what’s happening in all of our lives.

I know exactly what he’s thinking at all times, and I know what he’s going to say before he says it. That’s partly why we get on so well.

It’s upsetting that I don’t get to see him as much any more, but I guess that’s just part of growing older. But I should really make more effort to go and visit in the evenings, even if I can’t make it to our Tuesday golf sessions any more.

Eighty years old. Blimey.

Until tomorrow, happy birthday, old man.



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