Fathers Day

I light the candle,
Flickering like memories
Of those who have gone.




An enjoyable, but also an emotional day.
I did the Cancer Research Race for Life in Eastbourne this morning with my lovely friend Rosina.  People pin a notice to their backs to say who they are doing it for.  Every year I am so moved to see how many people this disease has struck and how many families are affected.  One woman just  had "I am a survivor" on her notice ... 


Then back for a rest and then out in the garden to battle the weeds once more ... very therapeutic.


This being fathers day a glass was raised a glass to my Dad.  The years pass but the shadow still passes over me from time to time.