Happy father's Day to my dad, he won't be able to read this but I'd love the world to know about him. He's a different dad now to the one I grew up with, thanks to one of the many different types of dementia, I think it's the worst kind of thief. I haven't had my home burgled but I've had my dad slowly stolen from me.
I miss the dad jokes and quick wit I grew up with. what I think I miss most is something that didn't happen, the relationship between my daughter and her poppy. W...