Of course my father's most helpful tip on life is that you only need three socks. Wash one a day in rotation and you will never go wrong. Having three different socks can make the process even more idiot proof. That is not my father's tip, although he is often seen in odd socks, but it is me trying to take this way of living forward.
Another handy tip from my father is to wait until you are in Greece - or even better Albania - to have your hair cut since it is much cheaper. You save money both by waiting a few extra months until your next trip which might make you lok a bit scruffy but that is often the way of Winnifrith men anyway. Then you save again as haircuts over here are very cheap indeed.
And thus I wandered into one of the posher saloons in Heraklion this morning and for £11 had my hair washed, cut, washed and styled and two weeks chin growth turned into designer stubble. A nice young lady with large breasts and tight leather trousers, pressed my head into her cleavage and massaged my skull gently as a key part of this process. I am not sure what the point of that was but I did not object. All for £11 - a bargain.
My father will be reading this in horror. He will be on the phone shortly to say that the last time he had his hair cut in downtown Tirana or in a lowly barbers shop in a rough district somewhere in Cyprus it cost him no more than £4 and that I am losing the plot. Of course he has rather less hair than me, did not have the shave and that skull massage while clasped to the cleavage was certainly worth a bob or two.