Once outside, being the gentleman he is, my father disregarded his load (he was trying to carry 3 huge plastic bags the ingredients of which I really didn't want to know after that bathrobe experience a while ago) and chivalrously held the umbrella for the two of us.... well the problem is... everytime he does this we end up unable to walk properly because I'm taller than him (He's 5'7'' and I'm 5'9'' + heels). So the outcome of his chivalry is either me trying to be as acrobatically defensive as possible against the iron dangerously poking out of the ends of the umbrella randomly while it threatens my visual perception or me bumping my head against the stretched nylon thus causing my dad to loose the umbrella's control. Umbrella control is a difficult skill, indeed, which requires loads of practice for proficiency (likewise, anyone who tries using an umbrella against a hurling wind is prone to have a pissed story).