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Tag Archives: Dad
Happy Birthday Dad
Today is my Dad’s birthday, he would have been 87. We went into the Abbey to light a candle for him and my father in law, and The Lady Chapel stand was almost full. (This picture from last year) March … Continue reading
Dad’s rocket fuel
When we moved from the council house in 1965, our new home had a garden with a small orchard. We had 2 apple trees, 2 pear trees and a plum tree, plus a variety of redcurrant, blackcurrant, loganberry, raspberry and … Continue reading
Memories of a Dad.
I remember in years gone by I’d sit on your lap as my tears you’d dry, Cocooned in the safety of your embrace, Your smile that divided your entire face. Your eyes like beacons, alive and bright, You’d hold me … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Memories, My life, Poetry, Relationships
Tagged childhood memories, Dad, relationship
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Dad’s tickling stick
Some of us oldies may remember Ken Dodd and his tickling stick (as well as his Diddymen). Well, my Dad didn’t have a tickling stick, but he did have a couple of rather large feathers.
Posted in Dad tales, film/tv/book, humour, Memories, Uncategorized
Tagged Dad, family, gardening
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Daddy’s Little Girl
Originally posted on pensitivity101:
I was one of two Daddy’s Little Girls, not that I was a twin, there being several years between us. It was Dad who bathed my scraped knees, Dad who followed behind my bike with the…
Posted in Family, Memories, Poetry
Tagged Dad, Father's Day 2015, Monday Prompt
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Mum’s Swan
My father died the day after my 40th birthday. I was working for an international bank at the time, and there was no question about the compassionate leave I was entitled to for the loss of a parent. It was … Continue reading
Double Whammy
Today in the UK it’s Mothering Sunday. It is more than likely that my sister will take Mum out to lunch to the club next door as she does every year, where they, and my nieces, can enjoy a family … Continue reading
Posted in diary, Family, Memories, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged birthday, candle, Dad, family, flowers, Mother's Day, Mother's Day services, Mothering Sunday, mum
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Trees
Hubby and I both like trees, and it saddens us greatly to see their destruction for profit. When my Dad died, Mum said one of his favourite pieces of music had been ‘Trees’. I immediately thought of ‘I talk to … Continue reading
Posted in Family, film/tv/book, Memories, music, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Dad, music, Perry Como, poetry, trees
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For Dad
I lit a candle for you today, the anniversary of your leaving us. I sat in the church and cried because after eighteen years, I miss you so very much, and it’s not getting any easier. As the flame flickered … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Memories, Relationships
Tagged anniversary, bereavement, Dad, family, home, humour, memories
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