Getting Near the End

I am sat here on my 60th thinking back, as you do. I wish my Dad was the type who took me to games when we lived in Sunderland but he was not. I took all of my kids to games, not many in Sunderland, too far from Milton Keynes. We went to Midlands and London games. Some grew to love football others just liked to day out.  The closest my Dad got to SAFC was after mass one Sunday at St. Benets. We drove to a hall, Dad went inside and came out with a signed sheet. It was the whole Sunderland team of around 1960, what a team sheet that must of been. Did I get it, NO, one of my brother's did who has never had any interest in football. It is currently in his loft !!! How I envy him and what a waste.

Greeting from a wet Caithness

There is a part of me thinking how unimportant this blog is. As you know I run a support group for parents whose children have Hirschsprung's Today a child on one of our members died, he was only born July last year.  He also had HLH as well and the combination of both was too much for the wee lad. Blake was not the first child to die from the group and I am sad to say he will not be the last but every child's death is hard to take. I know how his parents feel after losing my boy too, although he was much older. This is video is parents made before his death www.youtube.com

I have decided that I can't discuss football. I will be watching it, shouting for us to win which I think we will but until next time.

Ha'waaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy 

Blake 

April Showers

I am sat here in Caithness with the sun streaming through the window. What a beautiful day it looks but looks can be deceptive. I have just come back from walking the dog and boy do you have to wrap up well, the wind is icy and in the wind is rain or at times hailstones. Martin maybe with us now, as the sun is but he was very little to work with & summer still seems a long way off, as last Saturday proved.

The Show Goes On

I had a fear when I saw the weather forecast for up here that things may go wrong on Tuesday. We had been enjoying incredible weather but from Tuesday night it was going to break and wind & dark clouds was the forecast for the next week. So it proved for Sunderland, the cup run ended and a lot of dreams shattered. This morning though, as I write this, the sun is streaming through the window. The window is blocking out the strong wind but strong wind is normal for life up here. Life has returned to normal with the wind but it is bright outside.

I want to jump in my car

The sun has still not stopped shinning since my last blog. I even went mad and did some gardening. That is almost as rare Sunderland getting to Wembley. No we have not got there yet but cup fever has definitely broken out. Before cup talk, back to Saturday. Just as a complete aside, just popped out into the garden to look at the Moon and Jupiter and got dive bombed by bats.