Dad, you passed on the 8th May 2019, this Sunday I can't believe it is a quarter of a year since I laid your body to rest in the meadow at Abermule wearin-dye trousers and your fave T, your bike leathers on top of the cardboard
box with the pink floyd postage stamps. (Wish you were here. )
I have left Wales to you, I'm now in Scotland with Al, there is not a day goes by when I want to ring you, like I did to tell you about stuff and ask your advice.
Dad you're my rock, finding a job has not been easy, on the phone I reckon you would say," Hey it's ok something will turn up" in your soft soothing voice. You're right Dad. Well after lots of rejections, I start a job at the end of the month....WHAT you reply, "oh Angel I'm so proud of you"
Baz my horse has not been good since the move up. You would listen and say, "I'm sorry to hear that, don't forget if you need some help, just ask" It still makes me smile, you thought of Baz as a grandson, and liked to buy him a new winter "coat"
At stupid o'clock you would call me, not to say anything, just so I could hear the band playing at the party or bike rally you're at. Annoying cos you woke me up, but ace cos you're having fun and it's your way of saying "wish you were here"
Miss you Dad, although you are a git for leaving me to fathom stuff out on my own too soon. X
FSNSNF
Thank you for your well wishes Hope_29
I am not popping corks just yet until I'm through the door and winging about the desk chair.
I was dismissed from my last job due to my performance not being 
they said due to my dad's ailing health.. so my confidence is a bit shot.
