Father in The Common Room

Normally I would write a tribute to my father here. Today I am very tired and vilnerable,. I find that, deep inside, my heart has not ceased to weep my loss of him in this life. I know that I do not weep for him. By whatever terms men are judged, he must be somewhere wonderful.

Darling Daddy. Precious pixie Papa. Sweet and Silly Fabulous Father. A day is not enough. Enjoy eras and eons of peace, beauty and lovely adventures, Daddy, all filled with love..