I always said I wanted to marry someone like my Dad, who could mend just about anything. He taught me to knit (my Mum worked late evenings), rebuilt endless cars, reupholstered a suite, gardened like Titchmarsh, plastered, decorated, made pastry better than Mum.
I am much like him and will tackle most things (tho I will skip rebuilding cars) and so I knew I would be happiest with a man like Dad.
I am lucky to have found one. He is a painter and decorator by trade but will tackle most things. He is also kind, loving and supportive.
I think this kind of man is rare these days, as proven by a recent survey. Which is a shame for all you young women out there.