
Thursday 3rd May
.
I talk to someone
He’s right there
You can’t see him
But I don’t care
He smiles at me
I hold his hand
We meet at night
In my dreamland
My darling boy
Sweet Angel son
Now and forever
Thirty years young
.
xxxxxx




Thursday 3rd May
.
I talk to someone
He’s right there
You can’t see him
But I don’t care
He smiles at me
I hold his hand
We meet at night
In my dreamland
My darling boy
Sweet Angel son
Now and forever
Thirty years young
.
xxxxxx




Wednesday 2nd May
.
Five years ago today
‘Twas on this date in May
.
The first of many operations
To oust the cancerous mutations
.
The journey of my left foot began
All because of that teenage suntan
.
An alien blob on my toe
What else can life, at me throw?
.
A lymphadenectomy
Biopsies sent to pathology
.
Malignant melanoma
Changed my very persona
.
Hats, long sleeves and sunscreen
Oncologists routinely seen
.
A five year clinical drugs trial
Has all of my details on file
.
Continuing to be sun-aware
Particularly with my skin care
.
So here’s to the next five years
I have my hopes, but also fears
.
Thinking of you as always
And all your innocent ways
.
Darling Angel baby
Missing you like crazy
.
xxxxxx



Blue skies, but still a cool wind

Looking down on the harbour

My Left Foot – complete with Cinderella’s slipper, but without Daniel Day Lewis, and a lovely compression stocking on the right leg. (2.5.13)

Tuesday 1st May
.
Thirty years of wonder
Thirty years of love
Now you’ve gone to heaven
Watching us from above
Our darling Angel son
We’re so very proud of
.
Love you sweetie
Missing you as always
xxxxxx




Grey and drizzly in the harbour

Monday 30th April
.
Beyond the white clouds
Over the blue horizon
Beneath the sunbeams
Your smile does brighten
A cool, blustery day
With a wind-whipped swell
Where sea-dipping gulls
On the edge do dwell
.
Love you sweetheart
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx




Towards Clodgy, choppy seas

Bright, but bitter

Few on the sand in the cold wind

Low tide in the harbour

Sunday 29th April
.
Such a peaceful, quiet time
Thinking about my Angel
So much to reflect upon
To your memory I’ll stay faithful
.
Always and forever
Moon and back
Son and Angel
xxxxxx



Porthmeor with a cold North Easterly wind

Not many venturing into the sea

Choppy harbour

Warmer in the corner

Too rough for the pleasure boats

Saturday 28th April
.
Sometimes our paths in life
Take us to places
We never dreamt we’d go
Unexpected spaces
Not on our travel list
No time to pack suitcases
A long, lonely road
With no smiling faces
Grief is carried forever
But mem’ries leave traces
That soften the blows
Within Angel embraces
.
Love you poppet
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx




Friday 27th April
.
I thought I heard your angel voice
Come whispering over the ocean
.
Rolling in on the blue-green swell
Filled with much love and emotion
.
Remembering your cheeky words
Bringing such smiles of devotion
.
It is my heart that strains to listen
As the waves break in slow motion
.
Love you sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx



A grey afternoon in St. Ives

Waves breaking on the slipway

I was caught out, and got wet!

Thursday 26th April
.
Safely back home again
After two weeks away
The weather’s not so good
But be that as it may
We’ve had such a good time
With your brother each day
Adventures, exploring
We would have liked to stay
But he goes back to work
So ends our holiday
Always thinking of you
Upon the clouds you lay
My darling Angel son
A sparkling, sunshine ray
.
xxxxxx

Driving home

The countryside looks so green

Your flowers still going strong

Frankie Angel Bear was waiting for me when I arrived home (made by Cubbies Guardian Angel Bears)

Wednesday 25th April
.
Leisurely Lisbon
Morning meanderings
Capital coffee
Wistful wanderings
Managing Metro
Twisty turnings
Summer sunshine
Required returnings
Hastening home
Weather worsening
.
And home you come with us
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx

Lisbon Metro art

Black and white caricatures on the Metro walls

Figures from modern Portugal’s history

River Tagus and the Vasco de Gama bridge

The sun man, outside the Vasco de Gama Centre

Location of the Eurovision Song Contest, next month

Feira Internacional de Lisboa ~ the Expo centre

Looking towards the Vasco de Gama Centre

Park of Nations

Fountain at Alameda dos Oceanos

The two of us

Looking through to Oriente station from Vasco de Gama

Leafy shadows at Alameda dos Oceanos

Outside the Expo Centre

Fabulous mosaic art at the Metro

The Metro from Aeropuerto to Oriente

Tuesday 24th April
.
On our way to Portugal
Almost three hours on the coach
Driving through the countryside
Towards Lisbon we approach
.
Rows of vines, olive and cork trees
Pepper the verdant, rolling hills
They’re as far as the eye can see
Also marble quarries and windmills
.
Ten days in Spain comes to an end
Wonderful, relaxing break
Being looked after by our son
So many memories to make
.
Thinking of you sweetie
Love you forever
Missing you always
Forgotten never
.
xxxxxx

Breakfast by the river

Bridge of Palms over the Guadiana River

The palms

Luke off to work

Graffiti in Evora, Portugal…. Liberdade

Viaduct as we approach Lisbon

Old gnarly tree