Never really had any kind of relationship with my dad. Most memories are of him shouting and ranting at me for the slightest reason, with plenty of slaps when I was younger. Some good memories, he could be good fun occasionally, but most of the time he was so full of anger, never really worked out why.
My two girls, 17 and 15 still want to do stuff and spend time with me, so if nothing else I figure I’ve been a better parent than him.
He never really seemed to take much pleasure from his (4) kids, whereas I regard mine as best mates. Rather be like me than him.