Sunday, July 26, 2009

Daddy Time

I love seeing the close bond between Thom and Mack.

Story time


"Fingers of hair"


Starting early with the driving lessons

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Standing

Can you see a theme developing here? The little monkey is standing confidently now and getting into everything. The dishwasher is a favorite - must run in the family as I remember seeing pictures of cousins Winter and Baxi in their dishwasher!




Saturday, July 11, 2009

Philip's Eulogy

“I wish to read the following message from John's eldest son Philip”

Thankyou all for coming today to celebrate my father's life. I wish that I could be here with you all today.

My dad was a gentle, quiet Englishman whose 80 years of life time experiences spanned two countries. He spent the first half of his life in England and had experienced World War 2 England as a teenager. My impression was that before I was born he had lived a happy life which had featured European travels, some interesting cars and his marriage to his first wife Helen. His life's low point occurred in 1970 when he suffered the tragic loss of my mother Helen soon after the birth of Thomas.

As one era drew to a close, another one opened when he met his current wife Margaret, and Emma was born. His life's story took a further twist when we moved to Australia. It must have been a corageous decision at that time, as I for one couldn't understand why we would swap beautiful green Devon for a less salubrious suburb in Sydney. We were in Sydney for only 4 months until the decision was made that we should make Adelaide our long time home. There Dad was able to work in his occupation as a Further Education lecturer and life in Australia for Dad became more pleasant and harmonious although he still had the normal trials and tribulations of raising his children. My impression was that he had immensely enjoyed his 18 years as a Further Education lecturer as he had access to equipment and gadgets that appeared to be in line with his own interests that included photography. By 1993 he had retired and was making himself pleasantly busy, and life was getting even better now that the kids had grown up and left the nest.

Dad had a contented but busy retirement. He once said to me that he didn't know how he had found time for work in the first place! He had a keen interest in all things technical, and he loved using technology for practical purposes. During his years in retirement he was involved as a co-ordinator with Neighbourhood Watch and was an avid member of the Probus club and there he helped them using technology that he had a passion in. I think I had inherited my love of gadgets from him.

He was a reserved man with a great sense of humor, and quite a fit man, even at the age of 80 he was still riding his bike in hilly Blackwood.

He has been a loyal and devoted husband to Margaret.

He was a wonderful father to myself (Philip), Thomas and Emma. He has encouraged me to be independent, however I never really inherited his organisational skills – as he was always meticulously organised and prepared for any activity or excursion.

Today is a day to celebrate my Dad's long and busy life, We will miss you...from Philip and Toni.

From Oliver and Joseph -
You were a quiet and caring Grand-dad, you are now our angel watching over us....we love you.

John

Mack's middle name is John, which was my Dad's name. It felt like the right middle name to give him, as sadly, Dad never got to meet Mack. This week saw the anniversary of the accident that took Dad's life here in London whilst on a visit to see us. I have found this week difficult and have been up and down. Some say that the first anniversary is the hardest so perhaps it will get easier in time. His death coincided with a couple of key events over here - the Wimbledon final, Tour De France (we were in France at the time in a village near the event) so they all strangely served as reminders of last Summer - if this makes any sense.

Of course this year we have our lovely and amazing Mack so things are different and have moved on in a big way. And of course with a little dynamo around I don't have time to dwell for too long, especially when he flashes one of his amazing gummy smiles at me - or fills his nappy. I didn't write about this on my Blog last year as there was far too much going on but I would like to mark the occasion with one of my favorite photos of my Dad and I together (circa 1974) at our then home, Brook Cottage in Devon, and to publish a copy of my brother's excellent Eulogy (above) which was read at Dad's funeral by our cousin Simon Neate.

Heatwave


Last week we saw the first UK 'heatwave' for 3 years. Temperatures soared to 32C! That feels pretty hot in sticky London, so Mack and I were very excited when we visited my friend Ellie. Her son Bryn has this very impressive pirate pool complete with inflatable swords, shield and hook and he kindly let Mack have a swim. Mack was dressed in his finest sun protection which Ellie found amusing (thinks I am OTT Australian slip slop slap mother) - especially as after all the effort to protect against the sun, Mack wanted to get out after 5 minutes!