There used to be an old joke when I was growing up.

Question: What’s the definition of confusion?

Answer: Father’s Day in Lenadoon.

I never thought it was funny, not because I found it offensive but because I was one of many children who didn’t live with their Daddy and there wasn’t any stigma among us kids about it.

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As it says in the Bible: “He who is without a Da cast the first stone.” Perhaps that’s why we all threw stones at the Peelers to pass the time?

It was Father’s Day on Sunday, and a quick glance at any social media page will give you an insight into the mixed emotions surrounding this national holiday.

I enjoy reading the lovely posts where stories are shared in gratitude to father figures everywhere. I also enjoy the sly digs from mothers wishing themselves a happy Father’s Day in spite of the “useless sperm donor” they married running off with Sandra down the street. Fair play ladies, do your thing.

Although the idea of the nuclear family is still........

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