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Proud to be daddy's boy

September 28, 2010 10:14

By

Paul Lester,

Paul Lester

3 min read

I notice from scouring the personal ads, as you do, that a lot of Jewish women single out as the attribute that they find most unattractive in a man an over-reliance on their mum. In which case I am surely their worst nightmare, because even though I long ago reached full adulthood - well, full-ish - I still call upon the services of my parents more frequently than is probably right or proper. And I've been doing it more and more since I got divorced.

Really, I was just being kind - there they were, both retired, sitting there bored, staring into space, so I found them some stuff to do. By the time I was finished with them, they were busier than when they had careers. In fact, they pretty much arranged everything when I moved out of the marital home three years ago into my tiny but nicely furnished terrace. It would be no exaggeration to say that I woke up on day one in my new gaff and it was all done. The walls had been painted, the carpets had been changed, and with so many shiny white goods in place my kitchen resembled a branch of Currys. Who lives in a house like this? An overindulged, pampered mummy's boy.

And daddy's boy. It was my dad who sorted out the household appliances, mainly because I didn't have much to spend, and if anyone can make a little go a long way, it's him. A regular silver surfer, he will spend hours on the internet locating the best-value product - he makes Omid Djalili, the haggling meshuggenah from the TV adverts, look like a novice. Never knowingly undersold? That's the phrase he recites like a mantra when he davens. His ideal job would be running a competitive price website for competitive price websites.

His endless pursuit of a bargain typifies an obdurate character who doesn't suffer fools gladly. And if you are a fool, he will make it his business to find out. He tends to fire questions at you with the relentlessness and intensity of an interrogator - lucky he was a Jew, otherwise he might have ended up on the wrong side during the war. What line of work are you in? What are your prospects regarding promotion? How much do you earn, including overtime? And these are just things he asks strangers at the shops.