Our conversation was interrupted, and for a moment I was taken back to the memories of the days we used to spend together. It was Dad, mum, Lucy, Dad's brother Finn, his wife Julie and David. Those summer days in the woods and evenings by the lake were the most memorable. Songs, laughter, music and stories were the best parts of the evening. Back then, David was extremely interested in his dad's guitar and carried it around with him all the time. He was always saying he was going to be a musician. The joke from that time is whether he still hasn't given up his guitar. The only difference, of course, is that he was twelve then and twenty-one now.
"Kids, it's time to get ready for the evening, we're waiting for you in the living room." Dad's voice echoed around the house.
"Here's our sign
