Reunion

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Reunited with people we care about comes in all sorts of ways. I was going to use the past tense of ‘cared’ for, but I think the present tense of ‘care’ for is really more appropriate. I am missing John and the children today and as I awoke in my Marriott ‘comfy’ bed at the Marriott Royal in Bristol, it was just far too quiet for a Saturday morning. I binged on the full English Breakfast with a mountain of fresh fruit and several glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice. I am now sat on the train for my journey home. I am so happy that I could spend last night with friends from ‘back in the day’ at Vicky’s big birthday party. She looked great, a mum to four children herself. Though the three boys are grown up now, she also has a ‘little one’ (young daughter) herself. Going through it all for a second time, the sleepless nights, nappies and tantrums – I give her much credit for that! Also really nice was the fact that she had maintained such close friendships with those school friends from ‘Saint Ursula’s’ in Redland. Redland was the place where we all grew up. I personally went to Fairfield Grammar as St Ursula’s was an all girls school run by Sister Cecelia back then. But as I said, we were all good friends, essentially living in Redland, a suburb of Bristol. It was also lovely to see Ashling (AKA ASH) who is Vicky’s sister and also Clare, her other lovely sister. Okay it was a great night so, ‘Thank you all’ xxx. Another reunion was just had with my brother Brandon! We met this morning before I boarded my train. I love you man! We don’t see each other so often, so it’s always a pleasure to catch up. My other brother is Paul. He is married to Kylie and lives in Victoria in Australia. Just over a year since we last met up for their wedding at a small chapel on Hamilton Island on the Great Barrier Reef. A wedding that was long, long overdue. Love to all. Reunions… always worth a ‘follow up’ let’s not leave it too long until the next one guys (referring to all of you now)?

Back to my train journey home. Sindy (our nanny) is picking me up at the station and we are headed straight to the girls Christmas Fayre. John has all five children on his own today. I will no doubt hear the stories of this mornings breakfast time when I see them. Remember the stall I am manning? Sindy has very kindly set it up for me, so let’s get into the mindset now of Dadda’s Jams. I will let you know later how things go.

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A Gay Dad reflecting on life in the Shires of England with my not so famous five and two rapscallion Dalmatian hounds

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