Hello everyone, 

I think I might just happen to be a bit of an emotional person.

As the events that transpired today  totally caught me by surprise. 

Today Dad and I went down to the block on a mission to burn the tree waste pile .

Somehow the thought when we arrived that popped into my mind was that this is sadly , the last time that we will ever do this together. 

So I guess then I was already a bit rattled. 

Of course, 

first of all I rang the burn authority line to register the burn so if it’s reported by someone in the public the authorities know that’s a planned burn.

So when we arrived at the block we got a little bit organised for the fire with a few tools to use like a long handled shovel and a nail rake, 

I armed myself with the wheelbarrow to push to the fire pile with a few containers full of contaminated diesel fuel inside it , thats just to get the party started. 

So we went over to the fire pile and I poured the accelerant all around the pile. 

I said to Dad, 

this should be interesting as I had noticed in the adjacent dirt pile there that there were quite a few new rabbit holes. 

I said to dad, 

look out pop, 

there might be rabbits flying around everywhere when things get a bit hot.

He agreed with me  and  we were now prepared for ignition.

I only had to light one side of the pile and it was all fully engulfed in seconds . 

The radiant  heat coming off the fire was so intense , that with it , we both had to keep slowly walking backwards . 

Once the fire was fiercely burning some of the  grass growing around the pile  was also slowly burning as well , but I couldn’t get anywhere near it with the shovel as the fire was burning so darn hot and  the radiant heat was fierce. 

We both just leaned on our shovel and rakes not too far away from the fire casually chatting about a few things in general and as the fire started to slowly begin die down , 

I then began to clean up and put out the edges of it with the shovel.

In all of that time ,

Just one  solitary rabbit came out . 

By this time I’ve taken a couple of videos of us and  the fire and i also snapped a couple of photos, 

and I was then just standing next to the brick pile, when Dad walked slowly toward the fire. 

I wasn’t prepared for what hit me next, 

It was a massive emotional urge ,

I saw Dad standing there. 

Now I don’t recognise him as he is just a figure of a little old man with slumped shoulders. 

He was once to me a giant , 

and my emotions right then were totally effecting me  and I thought at the time that they were just from somewhere out of the blue , 

I just wanted to cuddle him. 

Bloody hell 

I’ve been brought up in life by a hard man , a very hard old school man . 

He always found it extremely difficult to show or to express love to any of us In our family . 

So I’m just standing here at the remaining fire and in my mind I was so badly wanting to walk up and cuddle dad right then. 

To me also it also felt that it was just sort of wrong , as it’s something we have  never done, before . 

I can’t remember my dad ever cuddling me. 

It would have shocked him, 

As I would have not have asked his permission , 

So , i composed myself , thinking what the hell was that? 

I just tried to shake off that feeling and I got to packing everything up and then in my mind I just sort of avoided the issue . 

Dad was none the wiser . 

I then had a cuppa at mums before heading home. 

And  now I’ve been thinking about it ever since, 

After  great thought 

I came to the conclusion that next time I see him Im just going to give the best hug he has ever had , 

if I have got the kahoonas , 

I think with some things I’m a slow learner as it just taken me 57 years to be game . 

And to learn that,

 its never too late. 

The thing about it is whats a bit of love  going to hurt .

And if he doesn’t like it 

Bad luck 

Cheers xxx