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| We Had a Green One! |
Not known for congratulating his daughters on their academic successes, Ekky however pushed us very hard to obtain the best education we could - anything I suppose to get us off the estate. Whatever qualification you gained you'd receive barely a nod in return; it was a given, you were a Phenna and you did well.
But I did get a hug on the day I passed my driving test at the first attempt. Ekky was a truck driver until his first serious bout of illness and he loved it, he absolutely loved driving. He'd drive his truck all week and then on a Sunday he'd shove wife, kids and dog into the car and drive another 200 miles to Cumbria and back. He loved driving like I love reading.
Me obtaining a clutch of 'O' levels, 'A' levels and a qualification in Marketing and then landing a job with the fifth largest company in the world was barely acknowledged.
But then one day during a visit to the St Tropez of the North I'm driving Ekky somewhere in my first Nobby Nissan which I'd bought from Middle Sis. I can't remember where we had been or what the purpose of the trip was. I pulled into the parking space outside Ekky's flat and just as I switched the ignition off Ekky looked at me and said "You change gear really nicely".
I nearly cried on the bonnet.
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