1 year today, thinking of you and all the special times we shared. If I could speak to you one last time I would give you the biggest cuddle and kiss and tell you how much I love you and you would say ‘I know you do son’ I can still remember the feeling of your cuddles and the feeling of your hands. It feels like not long ago, I was that Little boy sat on your knee singing songs. Ally Bally bee, your are my sunshine. Daisy daisy. By the seaside. My old man’s a dustman. She be coming round the mountain. Words you use to say: Toodlepip, Micey, worky ticket, see you next Tuesday. What would you rather bee or a wasp. Doods, bullets, treats. Belly ache. Sleep tight, watch then Buggs don’t bite. You pointing at your cheek for a kiss whenever I seen you. You calling me your number 1. What I’ll miss the most is that we had a very special connection and a common ground and a huge appreciation of each other. You always made me feel the most special Person in the room. And I always knew how much you loved me. I’d always admired your strength and courage and loved your Frank and sometimes blunt personality and humour and love for colour and flowers, especially yellow and orange. You loved the simple things in life, knitting, flowers, sweets, music and a good chat. Thinking of you as always. Paul xxx
Paul
22/07/2024
