24/07/2014 10:24

Dad came in the living room this morning with his huge bowl of Frosties (which he claims are healthy) and he sat down on the floor and glugged a shit load of milk and watched Jeremy Kyle on TV.  I tried to tune out the noise of his eating and slurping as best I could but it still made me cringe.  After he'd finished eating his Frosties, dad picked up one of the dog's bones off the floor and held it to me.  He said, "Would you eat this for £1,000?"  I looked at him.  I thought, I wouldn't even eat McDonalds for £1,000, and that used to be my favourite food.  Why would I eat a dog bone?  And that's weird because suddenly a joke had turned into something serious.

I said, "No."