Eh eh ehhhhh ...
THIS is my awesome new jumper. My mum knitted it way back before I was born and intended to sell it for a sum of $100 - which even back then, I think, would have been totally worth it - but my dad claimed it as his own before she had a chance and wore it to near death.
Then on Thursday, before I knew this story having never knowingly seen the jumper before, Dad brought it out to the loungeroom and asked,
"Do you want this?" to which I automatically replied,
"UM, YES!" And the rest is history. It is my jumper now and I hope it lasts forever.
Later that night I told Mum about what I now had in my possession and she was flabbergasted that Dad had kept it all these years.
I am short.