This is my first entry.... but does include two photos, the first isn't a winner, and the second is just for illustration of what it's hard to see in the first.
This is me and my dad.
Late 1981, I'm a little over 6 months old.
And under my left hand, you can just about make out the watch which first got me into watches - my gateway watch, if you will.
It's nothing special, a fairly run of the mill late 1960's Geneve Automatic which he bought in London, on an Omega Milanese bracelet that he bought on Honeymoon with my Mum in malta, during 1973, but it is the watch he wore whilst I was growing up, and up until 5 years ago when he was diagnosed with aggressive early onset Alzhiemers and Dementia.
He means a lot to me, and I go visit every weekend, even though he has no idea who I am... he does recognise the watch, which I tend to wear when I go an see him.
Anyway, rambling, and emotional, but yeah - I'm thankful for my parents, I'm thankful for everything they have done, and continue to do for me.
