The day absolutely perfect weather wise and it's really quiet spooky not to have jumbos straining overhead once a minute as the UK still subject to a flight ban.
Hope that doesn't affect flights returning from Afghanistan.
Had a really lazy day as leg very painful and feel like I'm going down with the cold nice new friend caught from his son. Leisurely lunch of fish and bread and cheese all washed down with some delicious white wine and am now ready for bed.
Can this really be the beginning of the last week? Have we really reached this juncture? Can all the horrors be in their final seven days of existence?
Please God it is so.
Just looked H's facebook page and he's about to run the half marathon at eight thousand feet in the New Mexico desert and the proceeds from sponsorship will be divided between Help for Heroes, Combat Stress and the Rifles' Benevolent Fund. Well done H. R in a strop because I was worried about her. And again no news from C.
Fellow soldier's Mum feels just the same. as I'm sure all the other Mums, Dads, brothers, sisters, and loved ones do.
Please Lord keep them spared.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Saturday, 17 April 2010
Friday, 16 April 2010
Day 195 Week 27
Had a wonderful day. Well it would have been perfect if C was home and with us.
Went down to the south coast in the glorious weather, and limped around one of the ancient cinque ports which was the Elizabethan town where my aunt used to live, and then down to Dungeness and another lurch this time along the shore in the shadow of the grim nuclear power station. Took lots of photos including one of Derek Jarman's former home with it's eclectic garden, and more of the quaint narrow gauge railway and the whole place looks like something out of the outback and not England. Lovely lunch including delightful fish, which is a must when visiting the seaside, and now home for goulash and new potatoes.
Bizarrely all aircraft flights have now been grounded over the UK for two days as there has been a cloud of volcanic ash hanging over us emanating from an eruption in Iceland. Strange to see the sign on the M25 saying 'Heathrow and Gatwick closed'.
Then had a worrying call from a dear colleague and hopefully her friend will be fine as he has to undergo tests and that's always a worry.
Had fellow soldier's Mum and her son, M, on my mind today as we are both tingling with hope and nervous anticipation that maybe, just maybe, our boys can actually come home.
Not heard from H. R just gone out looking ravishing in what appeared to be a handkerchief and a pair of tights, 'I'm, like, going out now, bye'. And no news of or from C.
Thank you Lord for your support so far and can you just keep them safe until the tour finishes, please.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Went down to the south coast in the glorious weather, and limped around one of the ancient cinque ports which was the Elizabethan town where my aunt used to live, and then down to Dungeness and another lurch this time along the shore in the shadow of the grim nuclear power station. Took lots of photos including one of Derek Jarman's former home with it's eclectic garden, and more of the quaint narrow gauge railway and the whole place looks like something out of the outback and not England. Lovely lunch including delightful fish, which is a must when visiting the seaside, and now home for goulash and new potatoes.
Bizarrely all aircraft flights have now been grounded over the UK for two days as there has been a cloud of volcanic ash hanging over us emanating from an eruption in Iceland. Strange to see the sign on the M25 saying 'Heathrow and Gatwick closed'.
Then had a worrying call from a dear colleague and hopefully her friend will be fine as he has to undergo tests and that's always a worry.
Had fellow soldier's Mum and her son, M, on my mind today as we are both tingling with hope and nervous anticipation that maybe, just maybe, our boys can actually come home.
Not heard from H. R just gone out looking ravishing in what appeared to be a handkerchief and a pair of tights, 'I'm, like, going out now, bye'. And no news of or from C.
Thank you Lord for your support so far and can you just keep them safe until the tour finishes, please.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Thursday, 15 April 2010
Day 194 Week 27
Went to the GP with dodgy ankle (good one, not bad one) in the morning and have some sort of 'itis' which means swelling will continue and may need steroid injections in a month if it does not settle down. Ho hum if that's the worst that happens will be fine. Don't care what happens to me just want C home.
Went down to the river and watched a scene out of heaven at dusk, then popped into a pub in an ancient area of woodland where they filmed Robin Hood with Kevin Costner, which was one of C's favourites when he was young, and now am grabbing a Thai curry and then bed.
No news from H and hoping it's going well Stateside. R babysat half sister today and is now out. And no news from C.
Fellow soldier's Mum and I holding each other's invisible hand at the moment.
Please Lord it can be fine.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Went down to the river and watched a scene out of heaven at dusk, then popped into a pub in an ancient area of woodland where they filmed Robin Hood with Kevin Costner, which was one of C's favourites when he was young, and now am grabbing a Thai curry and then bed.
No news from H and hoping it's going well Stateside. R babysat half sister today and is now out. And no news from C.
Fellow soldier's Mum and I holding each other's invisible hand at the moment.
Please Lord it can be fine.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
Day 193 Week 27
Just back from a beautiful walk by father Thames and a pint in quintessentially quirky riverside inn and all bathed in the most glorious sunset. The sun was a huge red orb as it fell below the horizon.
Had the most dreadful night's sleep last night, was back downstairs at four in the morning pacing the floor with night-terrors reinstated and had forgotten how awful the middle of the night panic attacks were. Then received an e-mail from C and he said it's crazy as they're handing over to the Marines and loads of stuff to be done.
Back to praying and clock watching.
No news from H. R has been working on the essay all day and is now out with friends. C on the MoD website as they posted a story on his platoon working with the ANA to develop relationships and skills levels.
Fellow soldier's Mum holding on as well.
Please Lord can we have a happy ending.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Had the most dreadful night's sleep last night, was back downstairs at four in the morning pacing the floor with night-terrors reinstated and had forgotten how awful the middle of the night panic attacks were. Then received an e-mail from C and he said it's crazy as they're handing over to the Marines and loads of stuff to be done.
Back to praying and clock watching.
No news from H. R has been working on the essay all day and is now out with friends. C on the MoD website as they posted a story on his platoon working with the ANA to develop relationships and skills levels.
Fellow soldier's Mum holding on as well.
Please Lord can we have a happy ending.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
Day 192 Week 27
Please God this is the home stretch. And just like any race to the finish am fully aware that anything can happen.
Day cold but yet again gloriously sunny and it's my dear aunt's and sister-in-law's birthday so lots of happy returns, love and best wishes for the year ahead dispatched to both.
Spent the afternoon with a friend who's having a really hard time thanks to the father of her children attempting to abdicate his responsibilities, and never cease to be horrified at the way some people can turn their back on their offspring. How could anyone deny their children? Blood should always be thick even if it is shared with new water.
Heard from fellow soldier's Mum and we're both wishing and hoping and praying for a happy conclusion to the tour.
H enjoying the trip to America and he still hasn't said if he's returning home only to fly back out to join the US Navy or whether he'll go straight to join them in Virginia. Hope he managed to get his uniform finished. R had a day socialising with friends and now out in my car. And no news of or from C.
My nice new friend having a couple of days being a good daddy with his son, watching football and cooking sausage and mash for dinner.
Please Lord let it be well.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Day cold but yet again gloriously sunny and it's my dear aunt's and sister-in-law's birthday so lots of happy returns, love and best wishes for the year ahead dispatched to both.
Spent the afternoon with a friend who's having a really hard time thanks to the father of her children attempting to abdicate his responsibilities, and never cease to be horrified at the way some people can turn their back on their offspring. How could anyone deny their children? Blood should always be thick even if it is shared with new water.
Heard from fellow soldier's Mum and we're both wishing and hoping and praying for a happy conclusion to the tour.
H enjoying the trip to America and he still hasn't said if he's returning home only to fly back out to join the US Navy or whether he'll go straight to join them in Virginia. Hope he managed to get his uniform finished. R had a day socialising with friends and now out in my car. And no news of or from C.
My nice new friend having a couple of days being a good daddy with his son, watching football and cooking sausage and mash for dinner.
Please Lord let it be well.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Monday, 12 April 2010
Day 191 Week 27
The day sunny and veering from warm to bitingly cold.
The dissident republicans have set off a bomb in Northern Ireland in response to policing being handed over to the province and cannot believe for a second that anyone in their right mind would want that beautiful land to return to mayhem. Maybe that's it, they're not in their right minds, they're actually bonkers.
Maybe the necessary criteria in the motivation behind a desire to climb the greasy pole of power is a tendency towards bonkerdom.
Would explain an awful lot about the state of the world today.
Dreadful train crash in Italy killing nine people and injuring many more.
Spent the day in the company of my nice new friend, and we called in at work so that I could collect my salary slip and then complete R's university loan application and NNF met two of my dear colleagues. Then it was off to gorgeously sunny Windsor for a stroll around the town and saw a soldier and wanted to speak to him, but somehow it didn't seem appropriate. Then back to NNF's flat for a change of clothes and now home for beouf burguinion, roasted shallots, roasted potatoes and fresh vegetables.
R out with friends and has asked H to get her a 'NY teeshirt pleeeeeese', adding the reminder that she was the one who got them up at the crack of dawn on Sunday, like. H staying in a forces hostel in the epinymous city. And no news from C.
Fellow soldier's Mum weary and wants her boy home.
Please Lord let them all come home to their loved ones.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
The dissident republicans have set off a bomb in Northern Ireland in response to policing being handed over to the province and cannot believe for a second that anyone in their right mind would want that beautiful land to return to mayhem. Maybe that's it, they're not in their right minds, they're actually bonkers.
Maybe the necessary criteria in the motivation behind a desire to climb the greasy pole of power is a tendency towards bonkerdom.
Would explain an awful lot about the state of the world today.
Dreadful train crash in Italy killing nine people and injuring many more.
Spent the day in the company of my nice new friend, and we called in at work so that I could collect my salary slip and then complete R's university loan application and NNF met two of my dear colleagues. Then it was off to gorgeously sunny Windsor for a stroll around the town and saw a soldier and wanted to speak to him, but somehow it didn't seem appropriate. Then back to NNF's flat for a change of clothes and now home for beouf burguinion, roasted shallots, roasted potatoes and fresh vegetables.
R out with friends and has asked H to get her a 'NY teeshirt pleeeeeese', adding the reminder that she was the one who got them up at the crack of dawn on Sunday, like. H staying in a forces hostel in the epinymous city. And no news from C.
Fellow soldier's Mum weary and wants her boy home.
Please Lord let them all come home to their loved ones.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Sunday, 11 April 2010
Day 190 Week 27
Over half a year of this trial over, thank God, but as the saying goes it's not over until the large lady sings and I don't hear any arias just yet.
Dreadful plane crash in part of the former Soviet Union, killing a whole swathe of Poland's leadership including the president, and the result has been devastating.
On a lighter note yesterday evening was definitely almost perfect. Plans changed at the very last moment so H had dinner with NNF and I, the spicey meatballs in a vegetable and tomato sauce washed down with a delicious red wine and it was scrumptious. Then off to the local for the surprise gathering in honour of H's twenty-fifth and it was absolutely brilliant - everyone in really good form and a hoot. R, C's friends, fellow soldier, gorgeous girlfriend and my dear friend and family all in attendance along with NNF and it was fabulous.
C was extremely missed and we did, of course, toast absent friends. Seemingly he is now at the main base sorting out the logistics of delivering the parcels from home sent by loved ones to the boys and girls on duty. And the time in the hour glass is slipping very slowly by.
Today, NNF at work and had a really pleasant stroll/lurch through idyllic countryside beside a stream flowing through watercress beds with my dear friends who were such good company, and now it's home for dinner and bed. Feel ridiculously tired, considering am cruising through the life of Riley, and the mattress is beckoning but suddenly all hell has broken loose as the cooking has just set the fire alarm to screeching point. Couldn't put the blooming thing off and now am sitting with doors and windows open and must remember to clean out the oven tomorrow.
H text to say 'New York, New York have arrived'. R out for late lunch with friends and not dining with me after all. No news from C.
Heard from my NNF and he's at work. No news from fellow soldier's Mum so hope she and M an family are safe and well.
Yet more prayers to the Lord for his continuing support.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
Dreadful plane crash in part of the former Soviet Union, killing a whole swathe of Poland's leadership including the president, and the result has been devastating.
On a lighter note yesterday evening was definitely almost perfect. Plans changed at the very last moment so H had dinner with NNF and I, the spicey meatballs in a vegetable and tomato sauce washed down with a delicious red wine and it was scrumptious. Then off to the local for the surprise gathering in honour of H's twenty-fifth and it was absolutely brilliant - everyone in really good form and a hoot. R, C's friends, fellow soldier, gorgeous girlfriend and my dear friend and family all in attendance along with NNF and it was fabulous.
C was extremely missed and we did, of course, toast absent friends. Seemingly he is now at the main base sorting out the logistics of delivering the parcels from home sent by loved ones to the boys and girls on duty. And the time in the hour glass is slipping very slowly by.
Today, NNF at work and had a really pleasant stroll/lurch through idyllic countryside beside a stream flowing through watercress beds with my dear friends who were such good company, and now it's home for dinner and bed. Feel ridiculously tired, considering am cruising through the life of Riley, and the mattress is beckoning but suddenly all hell has broken loose as the cooking has just set the fire alarm to screeching point. Couldn't put the blooming thing off and now am sitting with doors and windows open and must remember to clean out the oven tomorrow.
H text to say 'New York, New York have arrived'. R out for late lunch with friends and not dining with me after all. No news from C.
Heard from my NNF and he's at work. No news from fellow soldier's Mum so hope she and M an family are safe and well.
Yet more prayers to the Lord for his continuing support.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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