Daddy's Girl

I’m a Daddy’s girl. Always have been; always will be.

My Dad and I share a love of liquorice, Jane Austen and The Messiah; of walks in the country and Sunday afternoon films.

He’s always been there for me; has always accepted me just as I am; and thinks as much of me as I do of him. Is it any wonder I feel ridiculously blessed?

What‘s more, not only is he the best Dad in the entire world (goes without saying); he’s also one of the most thoroughly decent men ever to walk this planet. And that’s a fact.

So…..Happy Father’s Day to my most beloved Dad. From his girl.