Saturday 5th October
.
Remembering my father, Hank
Group Captain Ivan Raymond Martin, RAF, AFC and Bar
4 February 1932 – 5 October 2009
Ten years
How can that be?
A decade
Gone so quickly
Missing our fun and adventures
Remembering you too, Frank
Darling Angel son
xxxxx
Porthmeor Beach
A little sunshine this afternoon was most welcome
A few surfers in the waves near the Island
A group of surf school students
Friday 4th October
.
Our love intensifies
Between the here and there
Growing stronger daily
Showing how much I care
Far across the universe
Connecting me to you
Binding us together
Perceptible and true
.
Missing you sweetie
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx
Tuesday 3rd October
.
Out walking in the rain
Around the town and back again
Wet pavements, puddles in the road
Hood pulled down, shoulders bowed
A gentle mist covers my face
Like a soft, angelic embrace
.
Love you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx
Heavy mist covering the Island
A damp Porthmeor Beach this afternoon
Wednesday 2nd October
.
And so passes another day
You’re not here for me to say
My love for you won’t fade away
In my heart, that’s where you’ll stay
.
My precious Angel son
xxxxx
A busy harbour front this morning. A German film crew were shooting scenes for part of a Rosamunde Pilcher film
Still very low tides at the moment
Tuesday 1st October
.
Your physical self
May have gone
It’s those memories
To which I hold on
Though the earth
Keeps on turning
It’s your real self
For which I’m yearning
.
Missing you as always
My darling Angel son
xxxxx
Frankie Dude
October 2006
Lake Lucerne
Switzerland
Monday 30th September
.
Day two without my phone
Just this older one on loan
Cannot find my calendar
That’s going to be a challenger
Remembering appointments
Not turning to disappointments
And no camera for your flowers
Getting drenched in heavy showers
I’m sending lots of love to you
Hugs and kisses, cuddles too
My darling Angel son
Now forever young
xxxxx
Frank and Luke in the garden of our house in Australia
Mornington, Victoria, was our home from 1990 – 1992
Happy days
Wedding boys
Aussie lads
Surfer dudes
Saturday 28th September
.
Watching the surf
In the pouring rain
Being knocked down
Standing up again
Blown by the wind
Over coming the pain
To stay in control
Of this watery domain
.
Thinking of you always
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Porthmeor Beach this afternoon
Many surfers taking advantage of the waves
Bodyboarders too, enjoying the swell
Barrelling fun
Hanging ten
Friday 27th September
.
Between the hopeful dawn
And the darkness of night
So much life was lived
And now you shine so bright
.
Precious twinkling star
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Thursday 26th September
.
Little reminders
Make me smile
Takes me back
Just for a while
.
Love you sweetie
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
I really, really don’t know what we were doing here, or why I’m pretending to strangle Frank!
I think Frank was pretending to be a mermaid ~ we were at Typhoon Lagoon water park in Orlando.
Coming across these photos made me smile for a few moments.
Wednesday 25th September
.
As the days pass
Not much changes
But everything has
It just rearranges
.
Thinking of you constantly
My darling Angel son
Flying high above the clouds
Now forever young
.
xxxxxx
Another windy day
A good swell blowing at Porthmeor Beach
A brief glimpse of blue sky
Only a few surfers today
Red flags at West end
But no one is swimming at the Island end
Man’s Head in the distance
Very dark clouds on the horizon
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 