Tuesday 17th July
Said goodbye to younger son
Flying back to Portugal and Spain
One week has passed so quickly
But so lovely to see him again
He came along to see you
Standing quietly, reminiscing
Did you know that he was there?
Looking back and wishing
We really do miss you so much
My dearest, darling Angel son
Sleep tight, fly high, shine bright
At peace, now forever young
Waiting at Newquay Airport to board
On the plane to Faro, a last wave
Friday 13th July
I do wish you were here
And I could see your face
Hear your voice and laughter
Hold you in a tight embrace
You’d come out for dinner
With brother, aunt and niece
So much giggling together
The fun would never cease
Missing you so much
Darling Angel son
Nan and your brother xxx
Triple chocolate martini
Coco coco cocktail
The harbour, just before sunset
The view walking home after dinner
Wednesday 11th July
It was late last night
At twenty past ten
Knocking on the door
Just look who’s here, then
Your brother, from Spain
Flown in to Newquay
A great big surprise
We’d have to agree
A weekend wedding
Of an old school mate
A week spent with us
Is going to be great
I think you’d be cross
Turning up like that
Not letting us know
No message or chat
You’d grumble and groan
You’d be having fun
Enjoy his company
Just wish you were here
Love you sweetie
Precious Angel son
Your brother having a drink with us this afternoon
Darkening clouds, but still muggy warm
Seagulls having a rest
Tuesday 17th April
Your brother’s birthday today
Feliz cumpleaños we say
Breakfast in the riverside cafe
Tostada y café con leche
Children with bikes do play
Ducks beneath the bridge archway
In the bright sunshine we did stay
Enjoying the weather while we may
You should be here with us
Beloved Angel son
Puente de Palmas across the river Guadiana
Swan on the water
So many geese and ducks
Nesting or looking for food
Back to Luke’s for lunch and pressies
An afternoon walk to Badajoz cathedral
Sun shade squares ~ it was 30°C this afternoon
Orange trees, with beautifully fragrant blossom
Badajoz Town Hall
The side of the cathedral
Narrow streets and coffee shops
Thursday 20th July
Four years ago
You were playing in the sea.
You and your brother
Such fun and so carefree.
Continued sibling affection
There’s no guarantee.
That everything changed
No-one could foresee.
My two precious boys
One on earth with me.
Another in heaven
An Angel flying free.
Love you both
Facebook reminded me this morning ~ you and your brother
A good swell for the surfers
Where you used to walk and play
Many holidaymakers enjoying the beach
Saturday 6th May
This week has flown by so quickly having your brother staying with us. It has been wonderful having him around; to go out to dinner, have a drink, shopping, seeing Nan, and just being in the house. And of course, he came to visit you, sweetie, stopping for some quiet reflection with you.
We’ve just taken him to the airport for his flight to Portugal, so now we wait for a message from Faro to say he’s landed safely and is with his girlfriend. Then he’ll spend the day at the beach on Sunday and back to work on Monday.
We do miss you my darling
Precious Angel son
Love you so much
See you soon
Leaving on a jet plane
Thursday 4th May
The black cat came visiting today
Bounding along and purring loudly
We haven’t seen him for quite some while
All sleek and black, looking at us proudly.
We’re not really people who like cats
But this one always seems to seek us out
And so, I wonder whether it’s a sign
From you; you’re all around and about.
We miss you so much my darling
We’ll never, ever stop loving you
Thinking of you all the time
My precious sweetheart Angel true.
Our black cat visitor
Enjoying the sunshine
Bright and breezy in the harbour
A lovely early evening dinner to round off the day. Mum, brother, niece, sister, husband, me, son
Sunday 30th April
Last night we collected you brother from the local airport: he flew in from Portugal, to stay with us for a week, and to attend a school pal’s wedding. It will be good to have him around for a while.
Wish it was as easy to collect you from heaven, so that you could spend time with all of us; all of us together again.
I wish. I hope. I dream.
And so it is with every breath I take in, with each heartbeat, for as long as I am alive, you will never be forgotten.
My two boys. One on earth. One in heaven.
Love you both, to the moon and back.
Blue skies, but a chilly wind
Boats in the harbour
Sunday 23rd April
We spent time after breakfast walking to the end of the pier to reach the lighthouse. It seems that many other people also do the same as part of their daily exercise.
Much of the town was cordoned off close to the marina, as the powerboat races were to be taking place. Having managed to find an elusive parking spot, we made our way to the River Arade and sat on the water’s edge with a great view of the F1 powerboats as they competed in the UIM F1 Campeonato Do Mundo, Grande Prémio de Portugal.
Later on, our son drove us to the train station where we caught the train to Faro, and he drove back to his home in Badajoz.
It has been wonderful spending time with him and his girlfriend, traveling to many new places, eating some terrific food, and helping him to celebrate his thirtieth birthday.
How I wish you were here with us too. I think you would have had a blast.
Missing you poppet.
Treasured Angel son.
The view with breakfast
Interesting tile work
The long walk to the lighthouse
Dad and your brother
Praia de Rocha
View from the top of the steps
Fortaleza de Santa Catarina
Dad in a doorway
Some of the F1 powerboats
Such a noisy craft, but exciting
Saturday 22nd April
We left Badajoz early this morning, and our son drove us three and a half hours south to Portimão in Portugal ~ the aim being to watch the F1 powerboat races. However, as it was far too windy, this afternoon’s qualifiers were cancelled. Never mind, we may get the chance tomorrow.
We walked along the main road, and then down onto the boardwalk of the beach, finding a decent looking restaurant, we stopped for a beer and something to eat.
Many volleyball matches were taking place in front of us, and people were jogging up and down, or off to the sea with their surfboards.
Later on we drove to Alvor, walked across wooden boardwalks to the ocean, found an outdoor bar to watch the sunset, then a tremendous fish restaurant for dinner, eating al fresco.
As always, thinking of you my darling
Beloved Angel son
Inside the old city walls of Beja
The fortification at the top of Beja
I think we went the wrong way down a one way street ~ we were tut-tutted at by a nun 🤔
Castelo do Arade
The beach at Portimão
My salad lunch
Son’s salad lunch
A monster in the sky
Overlooking the beach at Portimão
Boardwalk to the beach at Alvor
Dad and I
The three of us
A cold beer
We like Super Bock
A pretty sunset
The sun about to disappear
Your brother looking pensive
Dad looking grumpy