The only thing thats real...

A Hello to you dear reader.

Paul, eldest of 5 siblings, born a cockney from Irish Father and London Docklands Mother.

Catholic/Methodist rearing and morals, though not one who holds any faiths.

I find myself nowadays being a husband and father to two little girls, Shannon 12 and Fay 10. A son also currently at University trying to study Politics and Philosophy.

You'll find us out and about at BD's and an odd festival or two down in the South West. I'm also licenced to attend local parties, beach, barn or field, been quite a while now on the dancefloor and I don't get off. Took an odd liking to rythme and movement many moons ago.

Like music about me and will strum an occaisional tune on my 12 string guitar.

There you go, a reference if you want to say Hello back.

 

Hello back, have a cup of koffee and one of the more potent varieties of kakes we offer. So, where is your son at uni, is he enjoying his course? I'm doing something vaguely similar.

And what made you lose your faith?

 

Chris is a Northampton and is haveing to retake his first year due to too much emotional stress over the last 12 months, girlfriend with the big C and a sexual assault.

We've lived apart for most his life so when were together I did try to make most of our conversations meaningful, hence, so he says, the courses he chose.

I don't really remember ever having Faith. Catholic schooling till end of Juniors and I was the only one in my year who didn't take Confirmation, could never believe in an interventionist deity.

I am a believer in the ability of religion to assist youngsters in perceiving a greater reality beyond their own ego though, so have encouraged mine to be involved with the local christian community.

Thanks for the biccy, very tasty.

 

Oi, hands off, I said a kake, the biccies are mine Mine, or I will help you not. Ahem.

How come you and your son have lived apart most of the time?

And sorry to hear about his girlfriend, will she be ok?

 

Christopher James born 5-4-87, fruit of my first marriage.

His mother fell in love with her boss and informed me that I was subsequently surplus to requirements. I have spent time and enrgy on him though I've lived elsewhere. In my days of travel I used to visit him every other Giro for the weekend and have kept a weekend phonecall going for years now, slightly less of late.

Chat to his lady on msn, am as I type, nothing heavy but offers of support as you do, she seems comfortable with us, which is cool.

 

Ooh, always wondered, why the name dapabol?

 

Hiya fellow south-westerner! How be the land of cornwall treatin ya?

 

Now, I just mean, well perhaps spell it correctly and I might, I don't know, what do you do with them, bleedin education system, that or no manners

 

The lands treating me well, gave me a lady and two beautiful little ladies. A fine hamlet with a small school 3m away. Idyll for a man reared in the throngs of east london to raise a family. A small cove 10min in the car. Plenty of party people over the years to keep one entertained.

Aye, proper job.

 

Hahaha, Dapablo I mean. Sorry, captain sentence structure

 

Never you mind my rubbish sentences.

My first ever entry on a Spectrum Highest score table was Pablo, Paul was just a bit dull for this new world of computers.

Comes around to giving oneself an internet name and discovered Pablo obviously had already been taken so tried Dadpablo, which didn't really scan so I reduced to Dapablo which did, simple as really.

 

Aye, you gotta love ye Cornish

 

If you look back on your life, would you change anything you've done?

 

Always was an easy one that, no I manage to live a life of no regrets.
It is easy enough when I find it difficult to think of anyone I've harmed. My first wife did declare my inadequacies but has since apologised for her actions, so all was fair, as I did believe, there then.

Choosing my partner in a rational manner rather than in an emotional one has caused me some difficulties, so maybe upon reflection a different decision might of relieved me of that stress, but when looked at as a package wonderful wife, beautiful kids, no other choice is imagineable.

 

Do you want any more kids?

 

You offering, nah that don't work, oh unless your asking on behalf of someone else ?

Now at the ripe old age of 44 the consideration of more children was ditched a little while back, but I suppose the question could still be answered further if you wish to read.

Want - as a desire held by the mind does not relate, but want on the emotional level could be answered in the affirmative. To perceive and nurture the fruit of ones flesh is a wonderful experience and brings pure heartfelt joys. Work is involved but life is work anyway so why stress, enjoy them.

If the fates went crazy I would gladly be a parent again, but touch wood they don't.

 

What's the best thing about fatherhood?

 

How do you think your life woud be different if you had never had children?

 

Sentimentality, if you enjoy that sort of thing.

From a personal point of view unconditional love is a thing to behold. A being who requests your approval and shows pride when received. Joy at your arrival and sadness at your departure, also a duty fullfilled, a completion, which at the same time increases your awareness of more.

I could go on...

 

Thats difficult, as mentioned the act of parenthood alters one phsychy, so I'm digging back to when I was 25 and trying to remember, blimey you've a way to go before you get there even.

At one stage I lived as a traveller but only to the UK and Ireland, I wanted to go further abroad but remained within easy travelling distance of London so that I could keep regular contact with my son, maybe my feet would of wandered further if he had not existed, that would have radically changed things I suspect.

The biggest difference I percieve though is the matter of mentality. I would of struggled with the inability and I do feel compassion for those that can't, that's a tough deal.

Mostly negative thoughts about that situation, obviously not something I'd like.