thank you candybear, i am going to walk on by.
it has been to many years, to bring up old bad memories.
when i was born he ran, maybe he was to young or something, when i was two ( acording to my mum ) he throw me across the room because i was in the way of the door, and he wanted to leave .
i never knew who he was untill i was about 13-14. when his dad died (my grandad), i went to the wake, and had a talk with my dad, the talk was my dad asking " do you smoke ? do you drink ?"....when i said no, he asked ...." would you like a smoke and a beer"
then when i was 16+ he stopped in the street and asked if i had a job? i thought he was going to offer me a job , but i was wrong, he just wanted to know if i had any money.
i want nothing to do with him, he may be my real dad but he never brought me up, he never cared. my step dad is my real dad as far as im concerned