Smiling, little face


Tuesday 26th July


I miss your smiling, little face

Spreading fun all over the place.

Such a wonderfully, cheeky grin

True happiness comes from within.

From a contented young chap

Who loved sitting on my lap.

To an innocent young man

Laughing as much as he can.

My sweetheart Angel baby

Now in heaven, playing safely.


Grey and muggy on the beach ~ lots of tents for shelter

Wish you were still here


Monday 25th July


I wish you were still here

Then I could hold you tight

I wouldn’t be sad anymore

Just to hear your voice

The sound of your laughter

Everything would be as it should

I still cry, I still hurt so much

I miss you every single moment

I stay awake thinking about you

I speak your name often

But you never, ever answer me

I do wonder what you’d be like today

I try to hold onto the love, not the loss

But every day I wish you were still here

My precious Angel son.




Sunday 24th July


500 long and lonely days without you

Without hearing your voice and laughter

Without seeing your face and smile


No more setting out your clothes

Putting toothpaste on your toothbrush

Or having dinner ready at six o’clock


No more planning holidays with you

No more childish fun and adventures

Travelling the world with you, no longer


And yet, it just seems only yesterday

When you fell asleep, went to heaven

That night is relived, over and over again


500 long and lonely days without you

Many wonderful memories left behind

Such a precious and special life you had


Love you forever

Sweetheart Angel son


Brightening up in the harbour, after early rain

Uncover a memory


Saturday 23rd July


Every day I try to uncover a memory of you

To share with the rest of the world,

To keep you alive in my heart,

To let you know you’ll not be forgotten.

I’ll keep talking about you, writing about you.

Finding your photographs and smiling,

Because you existed, were part of our lives, 

From a baby, toddler, child, teenager to a young man.

I want you to walk with us; silently, unseen,

But there beside us, always, in spirit,

Because that is where you belong.

My precious Angel son.


A grey, but muggy day at the beach

Sammy seal in the harbour tonight

Smile on my face


Friday 22nd July


Although I have a smile on my face

I’m really not in a happy place.

Look more closely and you may see

This person before you isn’t me.

A piece of my heart’s gone missing

So I spend all my days just wishing,

That you are at peace, flying high

Shining so brightly up in the sky.

Dearest Angel Starman of mine

I’ll love you till the end of time.


A tear may fall


Thursday 21st July


A tear may fall

A memory recall.

Heart is broken

Words unspoken.

Life has changed

Future rearranged.

That my son is gone

It’s hard carrying on.

Missing you sweetheart

Life falling apart.

Keeping your soul alive

Your spirit will survive.

Love for you is strong

In my heart, you belong.



Beautiful blue eyes


Wednesday 20th July


Beautiful blue eyes

My little Angel boy

A perfect sweetheart

Bringing so much joy.

Such an innocent time

Of hugs, laughter and fun

With so much to live for

Dearest, darling one.

Just eighteen months old

Learning to walk and read

A curious disposition

A lovely smile indeed.

Missing you so much

Thinking of you daily

Love you forever

Precious Angel baby.


Beautiful blue eyes

My little Angel boy

Bringing so much joy



Tuesday 19th July



Love you

Love you more

Love you forever

Love you all the world

Love you with all my heart

Love you to the moon and back

Love you with all my heart

Love you all the world

Love you forever

Love you more

Love you



Shine on

Fly high


Angel son




Monday 18th July


Today I have officially retired from school.

I joined on 1st May 1995, as a part-time teacher of mathematics, and soon added IT (computer science) to my timetable.

I have had an amazing twenty plus years, teaching hundreds of students: an Olympic gold medallist, team GB triathlete, gymnasts, cross country runners. Musicians, actors, singers and dancers. A veteran of Afghanistan, tank commander, boxer, RAF pilots, glider pilots, commercial airline pilots, Royal Navy helicopter engineers, Merchant Navy captains. Teachers, doctors, nurses, accountants, lawyers, paramedics. A scientist working on the Hadron Collider in Cern. Hairdressers, tattooists, nail technicians and bodybuilders. A world class barista. Photographers, healthcare assistants, veterinary workers, retail, hotels, estate agents. Many, many occupations. And of course, some students have gone on to be parents themselves, and I was teaching their children. It’s then that you feel a bit old.

I was so very fortunate to represent the school on three occasions, visiting America. The first time was with a group of teachers, travelling to Cape Canaveral, hosted by NASA, working with educators, space scientists and astronauts. Incredible.

The second trip was to Lubbock, Texas, being guests of a school district, looking at discipline and character. Fascinating.

Finally, to Huntsville, Alabama, taking a group of students to Space Camp. Outstanding.

I became a SWIFT Platinum Trainer, enabling teachers to use IT effectively. 

I started up an after school Study Group, with a government grant. 

Carrying out research on the student’s use of interactive whiteboards, which was then published in the Secondary National Strategy. 

Introduction of a Virtual Learning Environment. 

I also used video conferencing with students for a simulated Mission to Mars, linking up with the National Space Centre in Nottingham. I also video conferenced lessons to local primary schools. 

One year I presented a workshop at the Regional IT Conference, and the following year, VC’d with a group of students, giving feedback to teachers at the conference. 

For ten years, I took groups of students, in the summer term, to the beach, to learn to surf, as part of Activity Week. 

I enjoyed teaching my subjects, watching the students succeed and getting pleasure from gaining new knowledge.

A wonderful two decades, filled with hard work, fun, opportunities and personal development.

During the last few years, due to circumstances, my time in the classroom was much reduced. And so the time was right to retire.

A wonderful speech given by the head teacher, followed by presentation of a bouquet of roses and lillies, a bottle of champagne, and a micro:bit computer, complete with worksheet, wrapped up the afternoon. Perfect.

I will miss my life as a teacher.


Thinking of you sweetheart, as always.

Love you so much.

Dearest Angel son.


Retirement Day

Come and gone


Sunday 17th July

Another day has come and gone

And time is moving slowly on.

Nothing will ever be the same

Knowing we won’t see you again.

Treasured memories we will keep

Whilst you peacefully sleep.


Love you forever

Forget you never.

Precious Angel son

Now forever young.


Beach full of holidaymakers this afternoon