Being "dad"

As I explained in the previous photo; being the person in the family who was Master Of The Frying Pan was a right of passage. You had to be a certain age and quite strong because our frying pan was a huge cast iron implement that really took some effort to heft. It made rather large pancakes and was more regularly used for cooking big family fry-ups.

 

It's been me for a long time now, but every time I do this I think of my dad when I was a kid. I gave him a call tonight after dinner.

Done