Verdun, Frank was very kind to me when I joined the forum, and as my Dad died a few years ago and I was looking for a surrogate,() I adopted Frank! We're not related except in this virtual world. Night and Day was my Mum's favourite and I have fond memories of my Dad singing 'Stormy Weather' as he worked although as a jazz musician, singing was not his thing unless it was Ella of course. Think Gone with the Wind was on today Dad!
Steve-I assume you're a vet (you're not the only one who's quick Verdun!) otherwise that 'Dr.Sausage' could be seriously misconstrued
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I miss my Dad a lot Verdun and we're quite alike. Miss my mum too of course and Mother's and Father's Day etc are still hard. My neice died just before her 1st birthday and we scattered some of my parents ashes at her grave. It means we have somewhere to go on those occasions and it's means a lot to me. Your book idea is lovely and you're right -these things are very important otherwise it's too easy to forget.When my Mum died I made one of those pictures with the different size 'windows' for Dad with lots of pics of Mum including one from their wedding day and one from their golden wedding day. I have it with me and my Mum looks so lovely in all the photos. I'm very lucky/. I hope you have a good day tomorrow Verdun- it will have mixed emotions. I'll be thinking of you.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Palaisglide, did you know I am saving up for a DUKW? For the times my trusty rusty land rover can't quite make it through (It'll be OK, look, it's only halfway up that duck!)!
Steve J, my car was very nearly nicknamed Binky, despite it being seriously the wrong colour (its pillar box red), now it's called ChuggaBoom (from Wacky Races), as it's a diesel and sounds like it's chewing a bag of spanners.
Verdun, that's a really thoughtful thing to do. I'm assuming it was your sister that you lost, and as such probably knew her really well - the good bits, and the bad bits that normally only your family and close friends get to see. Will be thinking of you tomorrow.
Normally like funny films, but one that I do like that no-one seems to have heard of is Cinema Paradiso. Hard work as it's subtitled, but so worth it, always tear up at the end.
I have a very strange taste in music. I love old songs like 'Dream a little dream' and 'Everytime you say goodbye', am a big Pink Floyd fan (was very upset at what scissor sisters did to 'comfortably numb', and have everything in my collection from Abba through to ZZ Top, via Iron Maiden and Level 42. Very easy to annoy OH by putting on some cheesy 80's pop and yodelling away (I won't dignify it by calling it singing) as I'm cooking tea. I do sound like a cat being put through a mangle whotsits first though, so I suppose he's got a point.
Thank you Verdun. I suppose we all have sad stories somewhere don't we? All we can do is try and stay positive. I wonder if that's why gardening is so therapeutic -it gives us time to reflect and sort out our thoughts. I know it's often helped me and certainly is just now as the last couple of years have been difficult for other personal reasons. Your niece will have that book forever and it will bring a lot of comfort to her. She's very lucky to have such a good 'adopted dad'. Bless you Verd.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Mummy Muddy Paws DUKW's are four wheel drive, you can reduce tyre pressures and blow them up again whilst driving but they do have one big fault. We would land them and remove the plugs to drain the loading bay, the trick was to remember to put them back in again. I had a flotilla of DUKW's on a parade near Luton we did a fancy drive past then some bright spark said lets put them in the river, against my wishes I might say, so two of them went tootling off down a steep bank and splashed in promptly shipping water which did not help the water flooding in through the bung holes and down they went. They were RAOC drivers and crew so we REME had to get them out which meant me stripping off and diving down with the chains and hooks, it was November. To say I was not happy would be stretching things and some things after that very cold water I thought would never stretch again, those lads got a real hell week. A tip:- fasten a 40 gallon drum of fuel on the back if you go far like five miles.
Verdun, some say this virtual world is sterile yet and it is a big yet there are times you feel a faint cry for help. Fairygirl /Daughter touched something, what? how can you explain? and it turns out her Dad and I experienced almost the same things. I see writing on these boards as a helping hand to new gardeners who wish to know and on the odd occasion maybe a strong arm to comfort, I do not turn away, never have. What do you make of that.
Posts
Verdun, Frank was very kind to me when I joined the forum, and as my Dad died a few years ago and I was looking for a surrogate,(
) I adopted Frank!
We're not related except in this virtual world. Night and Day was my Mum's favourite and I have fond memories of my Dad singing 'Stormy Weather' as he worked although as a jazz musician, singing was not his thing unless it was Ella of course. Think Gone with the Wind was on today Dad!
Steve-I assume you're a vet (you're not the only one who's quick Verdun!) otherwise that 'Dr.Sausage' could be seriously misconstrued
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I miss my Dad a lot Verdun and we're quite alike. Miss my mum too of course and Mother's and Father's Day etc are still hard. My neice died just before her 1st birthday and we scattered some of my parents ashes at her grave. It means we have somewhere to go on those occasions and it's means a lot to me. Your book idea is lovely and you're right -these things are very important otherwise it's too easy to forget.When my Mum died I made one of those pictures with the different size 'windows' for Dad with lots of pics of Mum including one from their wedding day and one from their golden wedding day. I have it with me and my Mum looks so lovely in all the photos. I'm very lucky/. I hope you have a good day tomorrow Verdun- it will have mixed emotions. I'll be thinking of you.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Palaisglide, did you know I am saving up for a DUKW? For the times my trusty rusty land rover can't quite make it through (It'll be OK, look, it's only halfway up that duck!)!
Steve J, my car was very nearly nicknamed Binky, despite it being seriously the wrong colour (its pillar box red), now it's called ChuggaBoom (from Wacky Races), as it's a diesel and sounds like it's chewing a bag of spanners.
Verdun, that's a really thoughtful thing to do. I'm assuming it was your sister that you lost, and as such probably knew her really well - the good bits, and the bad bits that normally only your family and close friends get to see. Will be thinking of you tomorrow.
Normally like funny films, but one that I do like that no-one seems to have heard of is Cinema Paradiso. Hard work as it's subtitled, but so worth it, always tear up at the end.
I have a very strange taste in music. I love old songs like 'Dream a little dream' and 'Everytime you say goodbye', am a big Pink Floyd fan (was very upset at what scissor sisters did to 'comfortably numb', and have everything in my collection from Abba through to ZZ Top, via Iron Maiden and Level 42. Very easy to annoy OH by putting on some cheesy 80's pop and yodelling away (I won't dignify it by calling it singing) as I'm cooking tea. I do sound like a cat being put through a mangle whotsits first though, so I suppose he's got a point.
Thank you Verdun. I suppose we all have sad stories somewhere don't we? All we can do is try and stay positive. I wonder if that's why gardening is so therapeutic -it gives us time to reflect and sort out our thoughts. I know it's often helped me and certainly is just now as the last couple of years have been difficult for other personal reasons. Your niece will have that book forever and it will bring a lot of comfort to her. She's very lucky to have such a good 'adopted dad'. Bless you Verd.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Very!!
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Mummy Muddy Paws DUKW's are four wheel drive, you can reduce tyre pressures and blow them up again whilst driving but they do have one big fault. We would land them and remove the plugs to drain the loading bay, the trick was to remember to put them back in again. I had a flotilla of DUKW's on a parade near Luton we did a fancy drive past then some bright spark said lets put them in the river, against my wishes I might say, so two of them went tootling off down a steep bank and splashed in promptly shipping water which did not help the water flooding in through the bung holes and down they went. They were RAOC drivers and crew so we REME had to get them out which meant me stripping off and diving down with the chains and hooks, it was November.
To say I was not happy would be stretching things and some things after that very cold water I thought would never stretch again, those lads got a real hell week.
A tip:- fasten a 40 gallon drum of fuel on the back if you go far like five miles.
Frank.
Verdun, some say this virtual world is sterile yet and it is a big yet there are times you feel a faint cry for help. Fairygirl /Daughter touched something, what? how can you explain? and it turns out her Dad and I experienced almost the same things.
I see writing on these boards as a helping hand to new gardeners who wish to know and on the odd occasion maybe a strong arm to comfort, I do not turn away, never have. What do you make of that.
Frank.