Mar 16, 2024

Just miss a lot our little chats.

Had few tears today Matthew. Weekend often so special. Heart breaks as hear your voice,

' Might do justice to a Yorkshire Breakfast'.

As we drove to the coast. Now car stays put, get longest bus rides, sit alone. Tell you stuff. Oh yeah don't get to 'our places' presently, not yet anyways.











Miss your botanical views on plants, names of birds,(told you about White wagtails ),ideas for music. Just seams such a waste you not being here Matty. So much want tell you about. Son, go on admit was right about how much "you'd be missed".

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April fool surely.

Why ever would farmers leave their cauliflower to rot in the fields? They have to fight back. Give the cauliflowers away ,thereby destroying...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"