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Thursday, September 6, 2012

The apple never falls far from the tree


You know that whole thing where we become our parents? Well it's happening to me.

As a young sprog at school I remember hearing this expression and wondering which parent I'd become.

Being a bit of a mummy's boy, I thought I wouldn't mind turning out like my mum. At the very least she could really cook.

The idea of turning out like my dad was scarier. As a child he was always big and loud and the disciplinarian. But then he also cooked a mean BBQ.

Ultimately, though, I didn't see myself turning into either of them. I mean, they were old, to a teenager. Well, mum was. Dad was old and fat.

That chin does look familiar.
So when I was looking at a new picture book Tracey had ordered of old family photos and Miss5 came up and pointed to an upside down photo of my father and said, "That's you daddy!" I I balked a bit.

That can't look like me! I thought. But then I looked at the photo and, upside down anyway, it certainly does.

So I guess that answers my teenage question: I've turned into my father. Except....

This morning I was racing around getting ready for work. I'd showered, shaved and brushed my pearly whites when I realized when I'd brought the wrong shirt in.

I stepped into the hallway just as Master7 was coming through from the lounge room. He took one look at my naked chest and his face exploded into a huge grin and basically said something which tells me I've become a little bit of both my parents.

"You've got boobies!" he yelled.

Not quite sure how I feel about that. Poorly is my first thought.





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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.

 

His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).

 

Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.

 

His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

 If you see him around town, call his wife immediately - he's probably snuck out and left her alone with all the kids.


 

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