Sunday 30th June

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A wonderful afternoon

To help celebrate

Your cousin’s birthday

Twenty-one is great

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Remembering you as always

Loving you forever

My darling Angel son

xxxxxx

You, me and your cousin on a fairground ride

You and your cousin in the New Forest

You and your cousin at Gwithian

This afternoon’s view

Tapas on the terrace

Your cousin and her boyfriend

Me enjoying the late afternoon sun

Fabulous tapas

Porthmeor Beach

In the sparkling sunshine

Saturday 29th June

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Blowing kisses

For sweet dreams

Watching stars

Twinkling gleams

Way up high

Soft moonbeams

All is quiet

So it seems

Yet filled with

Silent screams

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Love you sweetie

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

After a foggy and cloudy morning, the skies began to clear

The sea was a fabulous emerald green

Warming up in the harbour

Fun on a boat trip

Harbour blues

Friday 28th June

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Just standing still

For a second

Looking seaward

Thought you beckoned

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Across the waves

Heard your voice

Whisp’ring to me

With love, rejoice

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Join the seabirds

Soaring high

My darling son

Angel in the sky

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Love you so very much

xxxxxx

Less breezy than yesterday

But still grey on Porthmeor Beach

Cooler in the harbour

Thursday 27th June

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Overwhelmed in seconds

Changed within minutes

Inconsolable within hours

Devastated within days

Altered over weeks

Reshaped over months

Adjustment over years

Walking with you forever

Memories fading, never

Remembering our family together

Forever and ever and ever

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Love you poppet

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Choppy in the harbour

Blue skies overhead

Lifeguards keeping a check on those in the sea

Porthmeor West

Wednesday 26th June

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Much time has passed

Since you went away

But in my heart

That’s where you stay

As sweet and loved

As if yesterday

Memories remain

Such love to convey

.

Remembering you daily

Missing you like crazy

My sweet Angel baby

xxxxxx

Porthmeor clearing after morning fog

Surf lessons for many

Blue skies over the harbour

A sunny corner

Tuesday 25th June

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Goodbyes and goodnights

Were only meant

Until tomorrow

Not heaven sent

.

Love you sweetie

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Sunday 23rd June

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A dull day

Damp and grey

Wandering

Pondering

In the rain

Can’t complain

Flaming June

Warm up soon!

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Remembering you

As I always do

Precious Angel son

Now forever young

xxxxxx

A dull day

Damp and grey

Saturday 22nd June

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Throwing the silver ball

Fun and games for all

Rolling through the streets

Reflecting all it meets

An age-old tradition

An artist’s commission

Gallery of the Tate

Attention to create

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Unsure what you would’ve made of this

Probably given it a miss

Content to follow far behind

Wandering off, if so inclined

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The Tate and the Silver Ball More information

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Thinking of you sweetheart

Treasured Angel son

xxxxxx

The Silver Ball rolling down the road

Across a junction

Up and over the wall

And into Barnoon cemetery

Reflecting everything in it’s path

The twin chapels overlooking Porthmeor Beach

Half an hour later it was rolling across the harbour

Luckily it was low tide!

Friday 21st June

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Dipping forward

Somewhat awkward

Off kilter slightly

Needs putting rightly

Boat on the sands

High and dry, stands

Wait for the tide

Then off you glide

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Frank on a yacht

Liked it a lot

Just carefree days

Beneath sun’s rays

On the high seas

With a warm breeze

Holiday fun

Second to none

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Remembering the good times

Sweet Angel son

xxxxxx

Frank loving his yachting holidays with my father

Anchoring at high tide, the owner of the yacht didn’t know he was directly over a large dip in the sand, forcing the boat to tip forwards. Only when the tide receded did the angle of the mast seem way off vertical.

Stuck in the middle

Two of St. Ives’ gig rowing boats