It’s not fair for me to question the actions of one Richard Roden. But I’m sure going to do it anyway.

Richard is 71. He has 10 children, untold numbers of grandchildren. And now he appears to be England’s oldest father … of twins. That’s little Ruby in his arm at right. And her look really says it all: Why, Daddy, WHY???article-1224022-07062664000005DC-98_468x284

Let’s look at the math for Ruby and Richard, shall we? Assuming Richard makes it to these dates, when she’s being potty trained (or is it loo trained?), Dad will be 73. When she enters first grade, he’ll be 77. When she starts to drive, 89. When she graduates college, Dad will be 92.

This really a walk off for the Every Other Thursday ”Darwin Award” Dad of the week. But Dear Richard just makes it better every time he gives an interview to the British tabloids.

It turns out Richard met his wife, she’s 25, when she was walking home from a course at college. It really was romantic. It was raining and Richard saw Lisa walking. He pulled up alongside her, rolled down the window and asked if she wanted a lift.

In some towns around here, that’s cause to log Richard as a Level 3 sex offender. Instead, they fell in love and got married.

A few other numbers jumped out at me as I read the tale of Richard, Lisa and their twins:

* 1938 – the year Richard was born as Hitler took over Austria and the Sudetenland.

* 1984 – the year Lisa was born as Bill Murray took on the Stay Puft Marshmellow Man.

* 59 – the age of Lisa’s father, who approved of the marriage. Also probably the age he started drinking heavily.

* 22 – the age of Richard’s granddaughter who, in the understatement of the year, called the whole thing “ridiculous.”

Amen, granddaughter, amen.