The JCB song

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I'm luke, I'm 5 and my Dad's Bruce Lee
He drives me round in his JCB.

I know it's old but it's just so cute... sweet and funny and shatteringly nostalgic.

I remember being sick and off school, and going with Dad to Putararuru for work in the big Datsun Ute with the plastic carpet. I'd get to buy sandwiches and juice at the tearooms on the way, and while he was in his meeting I'd get to help in the hardware store- sorting bolts into shiny and not so shiny, arranging the shelves into things of the same colour, and when I'd helped enough Bruce behind the counter would give me the best job- sitting on the counter and being quiet while I waited for the phone to ring (I found out years later that the phone wasnt actually connected).

Dad and I didnt do much together, just the two of us. I dont think he really knew how to be a cool, fun Dad like the other kids had: I dont think Grampa ever showed him how or that it was possible.

I'm glad he figured it out in the end though. When Mum and Dad broke up a few years ago he really had to face facts and make some changes, and he's come out of it being exactly the sort of cool Dad I always knew he could be. And he's my best mate too- I couldnt ask for more, really.