Father's Day 2006

A war had broken out. A war of Art. Alan and Peter battled constantly for the crown of best Natsios Artist.

The term war may be slightly too strong. More of a fisticuffs, which Peter was only vaguely aware of and Alan found only slight irritation over and no one else cared. Never the less, Dave had decided this Father's day he would enter the battleground fully armed. He had produced an A3 picture of himself with his daddy and needed only a frame.

Alan and Jean joined him on his quest to find an A3 frame and all three failed miserably.

Oh well. They then contiuned on to see the Father.

On the bus ride, they met with there ever present stalker Khany. Jean sat to chat with him, whilst the Natsios brothers sat further back.

All of a sudden, out of nowhere, Alan said,"You spit that again and I'm going to shove that down your throat."

Dave was completely confused, until a teenager two seats back stood up angerily waving a straw saying, "Your gonna shove this down me throat r ya?"

Dave had not even noticed the spitting and Alan was already shorting it. He looked at the kid with an almost bored expression and said simply, "If you spit it again, yes."

The kid stared at him some more. Dave wondered what he was thinking. Although Alan was not actually all that tall, most of his friends found him so damn scary they would usually guess his height at around 8ft. How big did he look to this 2ft punk who was considering 'starting something'? Clearly big enough, since he sat back down and shut up.

Dave was impressed.

On arrival at the Fathers, Dave was surprised to learn that people were surprised he could draw. How the heck could his own mum not know he could draw?!?!

The picture was liked, despite being frameless and they all lived happily ever after...

..for the rest of the day.