Progress, In A Sense...
Posted by Richard Artwright on Tuesday, July 21, 2009
(Nearly a whole month since I last posted...)
You know I said my dad had stopped drinking, well... he recently started again. So far it's been two weekends in a row. (I'm reminded of 'The Great Escape' by Marillion. "Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you, You come here scratching at my door"). It's currently 3:10am, and it's technically Tuesday, but...
Yesterday (Sunday), was... different, to say the least. He came home noticeably drunk, and me and my brother said to my mum that we wanted to leave the house for a while, because we don't want to be here with him like he is. To be honest, he wasn't actually doing anything at that moment, he was watching TV. We put our shoes on and tried to leave, and he asked us "what pub we were going to". He grabbed my mum's arm, I tried to get him off, and it resulted in a kind of fight/struggle thing. At some point, he punched my mum in the face. We managed to leave, and we considered going to the police. We decided not to, but that we would if he was like that when we returned. An hour after we left, we went back home, and he was quietly watching TV. We took our shoes off and got some coffee. A few minutes later, my dad turned the TV off and came out to where we were. He noticed the lump on my mum's head and asked her how it happened. She told him that he did it, and he denied it, saying that she either did it herself or she was drunk and fell over. Another argument started (no fighting this time) and he used more excuses (one of which was "self-defence"). Eventually, she did call the police, and he left before they turned up. We gave the police his mobile number, and they arrested him. He's now not allowed anywhere near the house, and he's also not allowed to contact us in any way. Progress, in a sense...
Negatives:
My mum has a lump on her head where she was attacked
The fact that the police had to get involved
Um... I think that's it...
Positives:
We don't have to put up with his constant complaints and insults
We can watch TV programs and films without him talking through them
I can stay downstairs and be on the computer overnight (it hums, and it annoyed him)
Maybe he'll actually learn?
There's probably more (for both lists), but I can't think of anything else right now.
It's currently 3:38am, and it's technically Tuesday. We're out of the circle. It's the end of repetition.
You know I said my dad had stopped drinking, well... he recently started again. So far it's been two weekends in a row. (I'm reminded of 'The Great Escape' by Marillion. "Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you, You come here scratching at my door"). It's currently 3:10am, and it's technically Tuesday, but...
Yesterday (Sunday), was... different, to say the least. He came home noticeably drunk, and me and my brother said to my mum that we wanted to leave the house for a while, because we don't want to be here with him like he is. To be honest, he wasn't actually doing anything at that moment, he was watching TV. We put our shoes on and tried to leave, and he asked us "what pub we were going to". He grabbed my mum's arm, I tried to get him off, and it resulted in a kind of fight/struggle thing. At some point, he punched my mum in the face. We managed to leave, and we considered going to the police. We decided not to, but that we would if he was like that when we returned. An hour after we left, we went back home, and he was quietly watching TV. We took our shoes off and got some coffee. A few minutes later, my dad turned the TV off and came out to where we were. He noticed the lump on my mum's head and asked her how it happened. She told him that he did it, and he denied it, saying that she either did it herself or she was drunk and fell over. Another argument started (no fighting this time) and he used more excuses (one of which was "self-defence"). Eventually, she did call the police, and he left before they turned up. We gave the police his mobile number, and they arrested him. He's now not allowed anywhere near the house, and he's also not allowed to contact us in any way. Progress, in a sense...
Negatives:
My mum has a lump on her head where she was attacked
The fact that the police had to get involved
Um... I think that's it...
Positives:
We don't have to put up with his constant complaints and insults
We can watch TV programs and films without him talking through them
I can stay downstairs and be on the computer overnight (it hums, and it annoyed him)
Maybe he'll actually learn?
There's probably more (for both lists), but I can't think of anything else right now.
It's currently 3:38am, and it's technically Tuesday. We're out of the circle. It's the end of repetition.