Goodbye My Friend.

Shane Leggott, My Friend.

I sat last night thinking of you, of  the lives you had touched and the pain you'd gone through.
What will you miss most? My man said to me, he'd sat in the car park whilst I said Goodbye,
he'd allowed me to waffle, allowed me to cry.

So I sat there on the sofa just thinking of our years...

I was with Pauline and Michelle the first time you met me,
my test was due and Leslie was late, I was scared, full of tears and in a real state, so you took my hand and gave me a hug, 'it's a bag of shit,' you said, 'just tell her what you see.'

Next time I was alone with a radio and you, '926#' you said, 'and press that button there, no swearing or joking and no using names,' you smiled as I tried and fluffed up my line and you made me do it again until I got it right.

Time went on and we became friends, you'd tell me tales of your past, like your nan and her boarding house home, of the two little boys peering through glass, both of them trying to see the wrestler behind the mask.

I remember seeing you sad and feeling so low, 'I'm alone,' you said, your eyes full of pain and fear. We were sent down to pier 2 where you hugged me and cried. I hugged you back and told you to wait, that there would be someone there.

So I joined the team like you suggested and we chatted every day, we talked of family and home and you taught me your way. 'Make the tea woman, get in the kitchen,' you'd say and I'd cringe and moan but I'd never gainsay.

Then my man was ill, his operation near, again I was scared, didn't know what to do. You held my hand and hugged me and said, 'he'll come home again princess, he'll come back to you.'

I remember another twinkle in your eye, 'I've met someone,' you said, 'but I can't tell you when and I can't tell you who.' It was enough to see you happy, to see the joy back in your eyes, then when you told me it was Jane I must say I wasn't surprised.

Then the sound of the bagpipes that heralded a call.

I saw the love you shared grow, watched your pride in your home, you talked of your boys and the love that they showed. Your beautiful wedding, how both of you smiled, the photo's and the chocolate fountain that I stayed beside.

The sound of the bagpipes that heralded a call, the smile on your face as you'd answer and say, 'Ello Mrs Wabbit,' before you turned away.

The pride you showed as the boys grew strong and tall, your astro turf garden and the tanks against the wall.

I'll remember a lot, I know that I will and I'm grateful you called me a friend, but now that you're gone, your battle fought and lost, my man asks,'what will I miss?'
For me, it will always be the bagpipes that I heard every day, the bagpipes that heralded a call, the 'Ello, Mrs Wabbit,' as you turned away, the love you both shared, evident to all. The 'love you, love you,' as you told her goodbye and the smile on your face as the phone went down.

We were privileged to know you and feel the love you both shared, we'll miss you my friend, your laughter and strength touched us all.

We'll all miss you and remember the things that you taught and the things that you're teaching us still.

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Tempus Fugit!

Hi there,

I try to post at least once a week but sometimes time seems to fly by so quickly that it's 10 days before I log in! I'm sure most busy folk can understand, between working full time shifts and overtime, plus washing, cleaning, cooking, writing, family and gardening (I should say snail hunting at this point, hate 'em with a passion!) I find my time for the computer is limited. If anyone has a shortcut to the next lottery number draw please share... :)

Gardening and A Mini Geocache Adventure!

Hi Guys,

     For the last few days, here in the UK it has actually felt like summer!  The sun has been blazing away in a nearly cloudless sky and its been lovely and warm.  So, because of this unnatural event I have been rather busy for my last two days off trying to make the most of it, both in my garden and rushing around on a series of mini adventures with my eldest daughter and grandsons.

     If you have read my profile you will know how I love my garden.  I am actually lucky enough for it to be quite large and have given it two aspects, a gravel garden, which during family parties and bbq's tends to be hogged by the grown ups and therefore more sedate, this area also claims to be home to my small veg patch and a more open green area with a patio, a fish pond, some bushes, small fruit trees and shrubs.


At the moment the laburnum is in flower and looks beautiful.  Someone once wrote "A garden path where flowers unfold, a slim laburnum dripping gold!" I have no idea who wrote it but it always comes to mind when I see a flowering laburnum, it really does look as if it drips gold, the long yellow flowers move gently in the breeze and reflect the sunshine, giving them that golden glow.

Anyhoo...
 
     I spent my first day off repainting the wooden furniture in the gravel garden, I choose a really lovely shade of green garden paint this year, it blends in with the natural feel of the gravel and the shrubs. (actually I didn't realise quite how hot the sun was and burnt my shoulders!) I must own though, there is nothing natural about the hidden stone Gargoyles or the weathered Meerkats that peep out from behind the odd bush as you pass by.  Although the gravel garden is nearest the road you don't really notice the traffic behind the fence (not that there is much and it's also a sun trap and quite tranquil, in fact  I wrote a lot of my notes for my book 'The Tessellation Saga' here.

  There's even have a stone Beethoven head sitting proudly watching over my veg patch, not that he keeps the slugs or snails away... Grrrrr!

     The second morning I spent typing and doing my usual chores, I got up really early to type as once I start the time tends to fly by and before I know it the day has gone! After lunch I went to my daughter's home where she, her two sons and I began our adventures...

Hendry's first 'Cache' find!

     In a magazine, she had read about an activity called 'Geocaching.' Knowing absolutely nothing about it she did a wee bit of research on her trusty pc and we gave it a go.  The idea is you hunt for a 'Cache', a small trinket of piece of treasure, using the GPS on your mobile, write your name on the list inside the 'Cache' container ( a watertight one is best!) and let folk know you have found it by uploading that you have.  Before moving on to the next hunt however, you must leave a little something in the pot yourselves for the next Geocachers to find.  For example, my grandson found some plastic figures in one and a train ticket to Glasgow in another.  In return for these goodies we left a 50p piece for the next players in each one we actually found.  It was such fun and I would definitely recommend it. Its a worldwide phenomenon and the best thing is it is ABSOLUTELY FREE. You can choose a suitable difficulty level for the type of hunt you want to do and the participants ages.  (My grandsons are 3 and 1.)

We spent a lovely afternoon checking out the local countryside and parks all for free.

Well, do I like butter?

Mum, theres nothing here!

    Its easy to get started, go to      http://www.geocaching.com and check it out!

     GEOCACHING is a free real-world outdoor treasure hunt. Players try to locate hidden containers, called geocaches, using a smartphone or GPS and can then share their experiences online.

There are 2,101,836 active geocaches and over 5 million geocachers worldwide.

Based on excerpts from
The Complete Idiot's Guide to Geocaching, Second Edition

  http://www.geocaching.com

Its a HUGE game suitable for all ages and abilities, (my grandsons are 3 and 1) There is even an idiots guide which if read my stuff regularly you will know is an absolute must! lol

My beautiful baby girl is all grown up!

This is my baby, with her baby and I can't tell you how great a time we had on our hunt. I'd like to wax lyrical about how great a mum she is but then... I'm probably biased! lol 

So now, I'm off to work. Yes I'd rather stay here and type with the four fingers that actually do all the work, no, I must correct myself I occasionally use six and I will get around to using the 'Teach Yourself To Type' facility on my pc but until then, my family, my garden and the government's demand that I actually pay my bills stand in the way!

London Heathrow... Here I come.

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeee     till next time.