Today is my Dad’s 60th birthday (hip-hip hooray!), and since he refused to allow me to throw him a lavish party, I decided that I would share with the internet [part of] the reason my siblings and I hit the Dad-Jackpot:
There are four [now grown] children in my family, with a nine year age range. I don’t even want to imagine the logistics of organising us all on school morning – long story short: Dad took on the roll of Chief Sandwich maker.
Each morning he would lovingly sandwich our requested fillings between two slices of bread, cut it into the requested shape, and wrap it in white kitchen paper. In the early days, he would initial the sandwiches, so we could identify which one to grab for our lunchbox. It remains unclear whether it was his love of The Far Side comics, or simply his [steep and steady decline into] madness, that inspired the sandwich wrapper hilarity that ensued.
As you can imagine, it wasn’t just my siblings and I who would look forward to seeing what was in store each day – our peers had lunchbox envy, and even our teachers would request to see the daily comics. Each drawing was tailored to it’s intended audience – my younger sisters, in lower primary, received rather ‘tame’ humour. My older brother and I, in upper and middle primary, got the really good [and sometimes questionable] stuff.
So for those of you wondering where I got my twisted sense of humour: here are [but a few of] the hilarious sandwich wrapper comics, drawn by my dad, Graham Daniels.
(And ‘Happy Birthday Dad!’)