There is no denying that from the day I was born I wrapped my little finger around my daddy. We have had our ups and downs especially with our fiery family bloody raging through us, but I love him dearly. Whenever this song comes up on my ipod or anywhere, I get a bit nostalgic for the old days when I was daddy’s girl and makes me teary missing my dad back home in England. So this afternoon I give you the late, great Mohammed Rafi to hum along to.
Love ya dad. xx