I remember when I was younger, dad had purchased some halloween masks for the children's home (to give them a fright) But dad being dad thought it would be brilliant to bring the fright home. So one night he went into the garage whilst me and mum watched tele and the next thing we heard was a tap on the window in the garden. With the blinds drawn I said to mum, "Oh that's daft trying to get in"....as I opened the blinds there on his knees and a alien mask on was dad. Mum screamed so loud it had me and dad in stitches. And that's when a tradition was born...any new friend I had sleep over would have to have this torture done to them , luckily all with tears of laughter...and they came back! 

Dad was not like other dad's,  he was one of a kind 😇🩵🩵