Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow

I’ve really enjoyed my days with Dad, we’ve had time to to reflect and reminisce and to laugh together, to remember some of the fun things we’ve done over the years, the wonderful holidays we shared together. I’ve listened to his rambling stories, most I’ve heard many times before, some I haven’t, but still I enjoy hearing him tell me. I can hear in the background Mum calling “Billy, you’ve told them that one, let’s not hear it again”. But he would carry on regardless, and I’m still a very willing listener.

We’ve spent time visiting places that Mum used to like to go to, where they shared some beautiful memories, many happy times. We enjoyed a delicious fish and chip lunch at the Imperial Hotel in Great Yarmouth, where Mum and Dad took me for my 21st Birthday meal. We went to Wroxham and had a delicious Sunday lunch of roast beef and Yorkshire pudding at The Bridge Hotel. After we’d had the obligatory look around Roy’s of Wroxham department store and bought Dad some new shoes. We also visited Lathams, to buy something you never knew you needed or wanted until that very moment - it’s a great shop in Potter Heigham, that just seems to sell everything. Saturday night we settled down and enjoyed a glass of Sherry whilst watching Strictly. A program I think Dad enjoys just as much as I do.

We have done things at a very slow pace as Dad does now get very tired, but it’s fine, I just enjoy making his day a bit different.