Dad

Today I went to the funeral of the father of my oldest friend. That family has been so good to me over the years. I really hope that wherever David is now, he’s not got a care in the world.

Below is my dad, who I love, holding one of the hundreds of thousands of things he has grown over his lifetime. My dad is into ancient Greece, ancient Rome, bridge and above all allotmenteering. He has nearly recovered from a year of cancer.

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