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Worried? Confused? Unsure what to say or do?

Don’t worry, you’re not alone. Saying and doing the right thing can be nigh on impossible in a world where old values are eroding and new ones seem to be formed every day. Help is at hand. Simply send your problem or concern to Dave and let him help you to thread your way through the confusing and perplexing world of “Modern Manners”.

Dear Dave: My eldest daughter, Poppy, is a happy, confident and academically gifted 17 year old schoolgirl who has never given me a day’s worry in my life; until recently. She has just started to see her first serious boyfriend; a nice enough lad but, at 20, I feel that he is too old for her and I’m concerned at where this will lead. My wife and I have discussed the situation but are, unfortunately, poles apart on the matter. She takes, what she calls, the “practical view” and says that at 17 our daughter will soon be old enough to make her own decisions without our consent and “has to grow up sooner or later”. She has even said that she would be prepared for my daughter’s boyfriend to sleep at out house at the weekend, a prospect which horrifies me as I feel that it will be seen by them as a green light to that which I most fear. I’ve always had a fantastic relationship with my wife and daughter and am concerned that my reluctance to be *modern* will put this at risk. I’m at my wits end Dave, what should I do?

Dave Writes: What is matter with you, eh? Are you man? Are you man that is pushed around by woman and little boy. Are you man that allow daughter to become whore under own roof? Yes! Whore! No, you no man,  you boy. Little boy. Bastardo! Ptooh!

Dear Dave: I’m a 25 year old single man. Recently some friends and I enjoyed an evening out to celebrate one of us being promoted. At the end of the evening I shared a taxi home with my best friend Jane, who I have known since primary school and who has always been there for me, as I have for her. I don’t know if it was the drink or not but all of a sudden we were kissing passionately before going back to my flat and making love all night long. When I awoke the next morning she had gone and she hasn’t returned my calls since. I don’t know what to do, should I try to take things further and tell her how I really feel about her or should I laugh it off as “one of those things” to try to recover our friendship?

Dave Writes:  What is matter with you, eh? Are you man? Are you man who worries about what woman thinks about him? Woman who sleep with man before marriage? Woman who is whore? Yes! Whore! No, you no man,  you boy. Little boy. Bastardo! Ptooh!

Dear Dave:  Having worked for the same company for 5 years I’ve recently been promoted to a supervisory position. I feel I deserve the promotion as I’ve always worked hard, but I’m finding the transition to management difficult as I have *confidence issues*. The situation isn’t helped by a group of my former *friends* who talk and giggle all through my meetings and take every opportunity to undermine my authority. Dave, should I report them to my manager even though this will reveal my inability to manage my own team or should I just ignore the situation in the hope that it will go away in time?

Dave Writes: Oh f*** off! Is this joke? Eh? Is this f***** joke? You think it funny to f*** with Dave, eh? I show you! I show you, you f******* joker-boys! You little boys! Bastardos! Ptooh!