So another Father's Day has come and gone. The day we celebrate the Dad. Apart from 'Dancing with Thumbs' expertise what else does the Dad in your life excel at? Any embarrassing Dad stories?

When my father was alive, he used to organise badminton tournaments with our neighbours. We used to play over the 'garden fence' using washing lines to mark the 'court'. It used to go on all summer. Every evening there was a match, followed by an ice cream when Mr Whippy turned up. Lovely memories.