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Subutteo .... you are right that is the name of it.
But following on from our conversation I have just had an email from my son Tony.
I howled like a baby when I read it.
I have printed it to show Allan when he comes in.
I was going to ask him for his permission to show you it, but since we are such 'marvellous' parents... i wont bother ha ha ha.
You may not of course understand all the things he said because it is our history, but to have this from a son of 37 was indeed a gift.
The best present I have ever had.
I will have to copy and paste it on an other page.
Deanna XXXX

Every now and again, something like this happens to let us know that we were not soi bad at all.
Deanna XXX

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I remember Sundays (or was it Saturdays) swimming with my mum

I remember beans on toast at the swimming pool cafe.

I remember shuffling backwards and forwards on our bums.

I remember sitting on the floor eating tea off the glass table and having no cares.

I remember that my friends always preferred my home to their own.

I remember blue trousers with red patches

I remember being ten foot tall in them because I was on my daddy’s shoulders.

I remember tiptoeing round the tree looking for the witch.

I remember the grandfather tree.

I remember climbing it, abseiling it, aerial sliding off it traversing rope bridges from it.

I remember Indian raiding parties, bear hunts and ambushes, I remember that if separated in battle you regroup at the grandfather tree.

I remember velvet ninja suits and blue silat trousers.

I remember a red hoodie that people wanted to buy.

I remember beds on the sofa and watching telly in the crook of my mummy’s leg.

I remember learning to jab like a cat.

I remember not being able to reach the bottom of the swimming pool and travelling down to it on my dads back.

I remember the rush of the water being so strong it was hard to hold on and I felt like I was riding a ‘diving’ submarine.

I remember that I couldn’t hold my breath long enough and I would kick off my dads back and gasp for air when I broke the surface.

I remember that I didn’t know the word for the sensation was exhilaration.

I remember wondering if my dad was ‘evolving into the man from Atlantis.

I remember being sure my dad would kick his ass.

I remember ‘je suis tre jolie’.

I remember ‘du,du,du,doo’ and mysteriously arriving coke.

I remember nothing but pennies in a red purse, and getting them for coke or karate.

I remember the wedding dresses and the wedding cakes.

I remember the best swing in the town, tents made from blankets, summer teas at a white table.

I remember fresh bread and pineapple mousse

I remember soup under a blanket in front of an electric fire and the beauty and glow of a shambolicly taffeta’d Christmas tree.

I remember that people say any port in a storm, but it was never ‘any’ port for the people we knew, it was always ours.

I remember the best wooden sword, fort, siege engine and childs bow in the history of toy warfare.

I remember all my friends had more money, but only I had a commodore 64.

I remember all my friends had more money, but only I went ski-ing.

I remember all my friends had more money, but it was my mother not their own that they told the tales of their triumphs and losses.

I remember the 50 pence bus to Northampton and just enough money for one pair of nunchaku, I remember they were half price so my dad bought two and sat all day with nothing waiting for the bus home.

I remember that disposable income was the £5 my mum could sometimes give my dad out of the fourtnights money and I remember that when he didn’t spend it on me he put it in the miners families collection tubs.

I remember that no-one alive has anything left to teach me about selflessness and generosity.

I remember that all my friends hated their dads.

I remember understanding how they felt, I hated their dads too.

I remember they all loved my dad.

I remember understing how they felt.

I remember that even ‘the dull and the ignorant, they have there story too’, and I remember my parents listening to it.

I remember wondering why.

I remember that I got too much and wanted more and so you tried to get it for me.

I remember that my dad owes me a gazillion pounds because he could never crush my head.

I remember ‘gee up a jockey horse’.

I remember not being so tired or angry.

I remember my dad arriving at hospital.

I remember how pleased I was to see him.

I remember how guilty I felt.

I remember trying to sit up straight for you, and failing, trying to eat for you and failing.

I remember how guilty I felt.

I remember when I realised I couldn’t convince them I was getting worse and they were still refusing to thrombolyze me.

I remember ‘knowing’ I was going to die, but not knowing how to say goodbye or sorry.

I remember how guilty I felt

And I remember that when I look back at the footprints in the sand and the spots where mine are missing, it wasn’t God carrying me.

And I still don’t know how to say goodbye or sorry.

I remember much more but I remember you have had a stroke and this is already too long.

Yoos is mine mummeee daddee and I remember how lucky I am.

Wish I had just one of those to remember.

OMG Deanna how wonderful x

Deanna, that is so lovely, how wonderful of him to write it all down, how perceptive of him to know how much better that will make you feel. What a lovely son you have. Bless him.

Ann
glos xx

Gail, sorry to read about the fall, i hope the aches and pains will soon ease for you, best take more water with it love!!

Gail that must have been so sore....
Cabbage leaves? I would just fill myself with pain killers.
Are you okay now?

Mary your uncle must have been a 'love'... bless him, he must have been so shocked to see his bread *destroyed* like that.
Made me laugh like a drain.

Sharron you may have plenty of time for one of those to turn up.
Yes Ann we do have a good son.
Please don't think that we are *the brady bunch* because we are your average family.
Whatever you are we are.
And We know how easy it is to lose it.
I just pray that we don't it would kill me I'm sure.
Well Goodnight all, I am late tonight.
My son is off to Egypt tomorrow and I am so worried about him.
He has been so ill and I just hope that this is going to be good for him.
love to all,
Deanna XXX

Deanna, that was wonderful, and what do you know, it's made me all weepy!
We must have lads from the same mould, mine is younger than yours but writes the loveliest things in cards to me, he knows how much store I set by nice words in cards rather than the picture on the front, altho both together is a bonus, and he has written things like You are my best friend and Thanks for always listening and similar words, has me in tears everytime! Last Mother's Day he didn't have a lot of money to spare so I had hinted that Tesco had tulips on special offer, he asked me round to his and cooked his first roast dinner (with a little help from me) - he said it would hopefully mean more than taking me to an expensive restaurant where you never get enough to eat lol - our roast dinners and Christmas dinners are legendary, and most years I have taken a pic of him with a piled up plateful in front of him, took one of Mother's Day dinner last year too. He also got me a lovely card and bought an armful of tulips, twice as many as I expected, all pinks and purples, they were beautiful and I have photos of them too to look at when I am down and they instantly lift me.

And my lad too, always had secondhand things or the cheaper version altho I did get him a GameBoy when they came out, he wanted one so much and I scraped the money together and others gave me his birthday money early to help towards it, he was so pleased when he opened the parcel.

Hope everyone is ok, am late on again as aol kept losing the connection, so annoying.

Lizxx

Yes Liz they do seem to be alike... aren't we lucky? ;-0)
My son does not believe in cards and has always says that they are an absolute 'rip off', which they are but he does buy us them.
He sends us cards when he is on holiday and addresses them yo *mine mummee and daddee*.... I could tell you more but you would be convinced that my son is an idiot!! ha ha ha
So best not.

I have been on tenterhooks all day. He phoned at about 8.20 (at my request) to say that they were about to board the plane and I have been in a state ever since.
Allan must have been worried too as when Tony phoned he was not here. He had gone out to the shops!!
You do know why we are so worried don't you?
It is because of his massive illness which he is still recovering from.
I could have stopped him going... if he thought that we were so worried about him that we might have become ill.... he would have stayed to save us the worry.
BUT... life is for enjoying so I pray that he does.
Hope you are all well and happy. * Not just the beautiful people who deserve it.* We ordinary folks deserve it too don't we? ;-0)
Well back to my tree.
It is keeping my brain away from flights and worrying about my son.
I asked my SIL years ago.... when do you stop worrying about them? She eased my mind not one little bit when she said... Never! How wise she was.
See you all later.
Love Deanna XXX

Afternoon all,

Yesterday was such a sunny one that it cheered me up no end. Today it is grey, miserable and chilly, suits the mood.No, to be honest, I AM 'getting there', in other words, I dare to stand on something (It is the support and kind thoughts of some of you one this thread that is the 'something') to peep over the top of the deep black hole, so now it looks as if I may be able to climb out fairly soon. Thank you all for the kind support, especially Betty, Ann, Carole and Liz. Betty, what a terrible shock you must have had, FGS, WHY did the Garda ask you so many questions, do they think you killed that young man? Did this take place near where you live? My daughter Fiona, the one that has some really wierd things happen to her, went out one morning to find a dea man lying on the pavement outside the appartment where she used to live about 16 years or so ago.Have probably said this before...Age is definitely catching up when you start repeating yourself!!
Liz, what a lovely card, thank you so much. It arrived today.It is one of the prettiest cards I have ever received. So kind of you to do this.!!!
Deanna, thank you for all your p.m's. They not only cheer my up, they make me smile. You seem to write as you would speak.
Gail, I saw your thread asking about the film where that beautiful, moving song called Liverpool Lullaby is sung by Cilla Black. Only recently have I managed to find it on youtube. Have mistakenly though it was called Coventary Lullaby, which is more a Christmas carol. Am pleased you loved it too.
Must go to see about the evening meal.

Love to all. Eileen x

Forgot to add this. Deanna,those that had contact with Tony when you were in hospital, know what an absolutely lovely young man he is.It is very touching what he wrote.
Caz. Am sooo pleased to see you 'buzzing' again, as it were.

Eileen xx

Deanna, I am sure that Tony will have a wonderful time and will come back refreshed by the warm sunshine. Nothing will stop you worrying but wont it be lovely when you see him again all glowing from the sunshine?

Eileen, you WILL climb back out of that hole. A few more sunny days will do it I am sure. keep believing that, and know thatw e are all here for you.

Couldn't work out why I couldn't hear the keys of my keyboard, realised that I took my hearing ad out at the hairdressers and have not put it back in!!!!! Yet another senior moment!

Ann
Glos xx

hugs to everyone xxxx

Hello EB good to see you.

ann
Glos

Kathy, good to see you but sorry you have been unwell, sinus is miserable isn't it? Here's a big positive thought hoping you will get a good nights sleep tonight. Do you use Olbas oil on your pillow? helps you breath.

Ann
Glos

Eileen it is so lovely to see you on here again.
You must be feeling better... I am so glad about that.
Yes you did chat to my Tony while I was in hospital, a few of you did... and thank you for it. He would come in and tell me bits of news from you and it was lovely.

well I have been in a bad state really because Tony did not phone me until after 5....
You know what we mothers are like and as he has been so very ill I give my imagination free rein...
The reason for the *long delay*, was that the plane had a fault and it had to be fixed before they could take off.
Can you imagine if I had been there?
I would have argued with them to keep my son off the plane! ha ha ha
I know how to embarrass a man ... remind him that you are his mummy.... He did laugh when I said that I would not let him on the plane.
He will have to phone Karen next and it costs a fortune on the mobiles from over the waters.
Still he does not have to 'clock in' every day... on departure and arrival.... ;-0)

I treated myself to ANCESTRY and have been keeping my mind busy all day, quite helpful.
I managed to do some of my tree but I think I have done it back to front.... but I think it is right.
Does that mean I really am an eejit??

Done no work other than making the bed and tidying the kitchen ... a little bit... but it did keep my mind 'happy' which is what I needed.


Mary I saw a programme once about the ladies who had the fissures you are treating at the hospital just now. Bless them what a dreadful thing to happen to them.

Carole Hope you are feeling okay.
Gail how is your pain today?
Sharron are you feeling a little better?
Eileen I love talking to you... no thanks needed, just chat back that is how to keep me happy. X
CAZ.... dropping food down the side of the cooker is a sign of a a GREAT COOK... well that is what I think anyway. ;-0)
Liz when we moved into our little bungalow we picked a lovely forest green carpet, put it all through the house. It was lovely... and it showed up every tiny bit of dirt!!Still does and we need a new one now. That is the problem when you have to buy cheap. Never mind eh??
And I forgot Eileen that you called yourself CLADDAGH... Allan and I were so impressed with that name when I first met you. Easily impressed me!!

Well folks better go now as I really am noticing how much I have done today.
Must remind myself that that is a great improvement .
Goodnight to all of you and all those that I did not mention
It is just because I don't remember too well these days.
Not because I don't care.
Lots of love to all.
We all seem top be a bit better these days, don't you agree?
Lots of love
Deanna XXXX

AnnG, if you're not using your hearing aid, may I borrow it please? Seems I will need one soon, my family are complaining about how high the volume is on the TV, when I am watching it. Can't hear the speakers on my PC either. Been "off" the last couple of days, was given Rx for acute sinusitis, consisting of penicillin, an antihistamine, & a codeine type cough syrup, and I've been taking both before going to bed. Tossed and turned for 2 nights, then falling asleep during the day. I get so frightened when I am drowsy in the daytime as that was my Dad's first symptom when he had cancer of the bowel. Together with IBS symptoms, I work myself into a sweat as soon as something isn't "right". Last night I took nothing and slept, so perhaps there's a stimulant in the syrup . . . When I'm awake I feel fine for a while, then suddenly feel overwhelmed with the need for sleep. I suppose when one drives oneself hard for years, the effects will eventually show themselves. I'm too young to feel old, right?
Can anyone suggest something for supper which will require NO effort, I've run out of the supply of prepared meals in the freezer, and have no imagination today.
Deanna I have to second the comments about your Tony, his updates to us while you were hospitalised were so caring.
Eileen sending you hugs, I'm out of the hole, just teetering on the edge today, but have an extra hug for you.
betty I hope the shock has waned a bit for you, I can't imagine being woken that way in the night.
Dutch have pm'd you.
Hugs to all,
mary.

Mary, do you get any help if you have to have a hearing aid? Or do you have to buy one? I don't think we appreciate how lucky we are getting ours free. OK I know we paid National insurance stamps all those years but these aids are so clever and so expensive, and we also get free batteries.

sounds as if the medication is keeping you awake which is counter productive.

Deanna, glad that you eventually heard from Tony anyway.

Ann
glos

Well girls Allan has a hearing aid and it was a waste of good money.
He says that he cannot wear it as he hears EVERYTHING.... and it gets on his nerves.
He was told to take it back if he could not get used to it and they would adjust it.
NO..... it is still in the box.
Goodnight all
Deanna XXXX

I have to admit that when I first had my hearing aid I only wore it for meetings, that was an analogue one, two years ago I got the digital one, actually despite me saying I didn't want it they insisted on me having two. After a while I realised that if I wore the aid (I still usually only wear one), I could actually hear a lot better!!!! Once i got used to the discomfort of having something stuck in my ear (and It is uncomfortable at first), I wore it all the time. Put it in when I get up and take it out when I go to bed. (In fact sometimes I suddenly realise I haven't removed it!!). I am lucky in that the one I have has adjustable volume control, I know some don't, it seems to depend on the County you live in.

Hi Clare, good to see you, hope you enjoy the puppy training classes, should be fun. As I have said before I so envy you the beach.

Ann
Glos