my mum remarried when i was 4. they brought a few acres of land basically in the bush. dad then turned it into a home with fences and vege gardens. i was a serious asthmatic as a kid but i still had to do my alloted chores. i only remember him hitting me once and man did i deserve it. he gave me a few bits of great advice which i have passed on to my kids.
if u r going to do it, do it well.
measure, measure again then cut.
there is no such word as can`t, look in the dictionary.
don`t sleep with her if you would not marry her.
when i brought my first m/c he got a water melon and dropped it from 8 feet onto concrete, and looked me in the eyes and said always , always wear a crash helmet, then picked up a piece of that melon and rubbed it hard against the same concrete, showed me the skin and said always wear leathers and boots.
and probably the best advice he gave me "earn respect and learn to give respect only where it is due".
and the hardest to advice to understand when i was young was, never let anyone you do not know and trust well get inside your comfort zone .
he passed away 20 years ago and i miss him every day and thank him for raising me well and all that he taught me.
my mum and i are not best friends but mum is still my mum and i visit whenever i can
love you dad and miss you, love you mum you gave me the best you could.