Scooter Blues

Dad left today. As always, so very, very hard. I popped home mid-morning to call the taxi, take the 'bye for now' photo (almost the same as 2nd Jan) and see him off. Later however, I decided that rather than let sadness be my companion and comment today, that I would instead, choose a shared moment of fun from his last visit in December, before I started this journal. Taken with my iPod, this silly shot of Dad looking in through the toy shop window was intended to amuse my still-crazy-about-Scooters-even-though-he-is-nearly51-and-a-father-of-three brother, as well as Dad and me of course. It did, it does, it helps.