|Me and my amazing Dad!|
Today is Fathers Day in the UK so I thought I'd share a little post about my Dad and my Paternal lineage. Both my Dad and I were born and bred in Norfolk. My Dad has a fantastic Norfolk accent and when he lived on the South Coast for a couple of years we often used to say that you needed a translation book to understand him! My Dad is a Carpenter/Builder by trade, loves Indian Motorcycles (he'd own one if he could) and loves to go down the pub for a pie and a pint every Tuesday.
|My Ukrainian Grandad at a POW camp in Norfolk|
My Grandad was born in Koropets, Ukraine and ended up in Norfolk as a prisoner of war at the end of WWII. No wonder my Grandma fell for him, he was a pretty dapper chappie! He passed away when I was 9 but I always rememebr going to see him at the local maltings where he worked. I remember he used to take us down the local shop with 5p each to buy some sweets....and in those days you could get 10 sweets for 5p (yes, that's right, I'm old enough to remember half-penny sweets!). I used to buy the chocolate sweets shapped like carpenters tools, I wanted to be just like my Dad (bless!). He used to make Gooseberry wine and we used to help him squish all the berries. I also rememeber that he LOVED watching Countdown, during which we weren't allowed to talk, but always did! He would always tell us to be quiet in his mother-tongue, Ukrainian! he he!!
|My Ukrainian Great Grandfather|
My Great Grandfather was born and bred in Ukraine, and sadly I know very little about him. This is one of the few photos I have of him, I think he looks like a pretty stern chap if you ask me!
Happy Fathers Day Dad, thanks for always looking after me, even now that I'm in my 30's! xx