Tuesday, January 26, 2010


My best memory of my father:
Standing on the deck of a boat on the Norfolk Broads, beer in one hand, fishing rod in the other, grumbling under his breath about how the fish were not biting.
Then in an instant,grinning from ear to ear as he reeled in his prize.

In my memory, we will always be fishing together.

R.I.P. I will miss you Dad.


carl said...

I lost my father some time ago (when I was in college). We used to fish too when I was a child. Your post reminded me of that though I am older. I guess when we get older we get more nostalgic. Glad you have such memories of your Dad.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Do you mean your dad has just gone? Or did he leave some time ago? That's a nice memory to cherish. Keep it polished from time to time.