I believe my father being fond of me. Which doesn’t stop him from telling me home truths. To the ouch factor.
Was reminded of this by some news item just now of a driver going up the motorway the wrong way. Where I come from that’s no news. Or only in as much as if you are on the Autobahn your radio station will warn you of what my country quaintly calls ‘ghost driver’. Indeed. That’s why I never take for granted, particularly when on foot, that people will know a one way street/road when the traffic sign, ignored, hits them in the face. Looking right and left always applies. Otherwise you might end up as roadkill.
Where was I? My father. It was hurtful though he was probably right when decades ago he observed that if his daughter Ursula listened to the traffic news (whilst driving) “Be careful of ghost driver on the …” she’d say: “What do they mean? ONE. There are hundreds.” Yes.