Happy Easter

Happy Mother’s Day!

xx

Hello Mum,
Just to say spring is coming soon and that reminds me of
daffodils at coachman’s.
Thinking of you.

I visited Cley marshes the other day for some bird watching, then went to Kelling heath in the evening where later on we will be hopefully able to hear the Nightjar and Nightingale. The Norfolk strawberries are nearly ready and John and I had a delicious Cromer crab on the Pier the other day. I mention these things only in appreciation of your love of life's basic pleasures. Lots and lots of love XOX

Hello Mum,
Happy Christmas and Happy new year!
Thinking of you at this time.
x

Hello Mum,

Happy belated birthday to you for 24th May.

xx

Dear Mum I am sitting here in my wonderful new flat sun streaming through the window and thinking it has got your guiding hand running right through it. I know you can read my mind from where ever you are, which is better than that infernal hospital bed in your bedroom with well meaning people buzzing about. I will keep your legacy to the world going to the best of my abilities. Lots and lots of love XXXOOOXXX

Hello Mum,

Just to let you know Winter is here.
So jumpers at the ready!
xx

Dear Mum,

HAPPY CHRISTMAS!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
missing you.
Remember you at this time.

love mary
xx

Dear Mum, You are a star in the sky

An unlikely source I know but three quotes from the film Paddington 2 that remind me of mum are:
"Paddington wouldn't hesitate if any of us needed help. He looks for the good in all of us"
"Paddington looks for the good in all of us, and somehow he finds it"
"If we are kind and polite the world will be right"
This in turn reminded me of a quote by Oscar Wilde (I am not sure who he was talking about) but he said " the trouble is they know the cost of everything but they don't know the value of anything" It goes without saying mum knew the value of everything.

Mum taught me to feel from the heart not the head. She introduced me to wonderful music like Mozart's clarinet concerto (which I have added to this site) and the great mystery which is Catholicism. All things you can feel deeply for but have no explanation. The wonderful thing is it doesn't need explanation.
Mum came from a Upper middle class background and as children we gently scoffed at her trying to stick with it's morays and tradition. I now know she wanted to respect her upbringing and celebrate all that was good about being part of a class that was gentle and respected everyone no matter who they were or where they came from.
There are two sorts of snob the one who wants to feel superior to others and the one who enjoys the finer things in life and would dearly love everyone to experience those things. Mum was definitely the latter.
Mum really tried hard to give me an education so I could do well in life. It's just a shame I didn't have the vocabulary or gumption to explain to her my strengths laid in practical pursuits. I could have saved her a lot of grief.
I did manage to provide entertainment at family gatherings when mum could relate back stories of narrow misses she had with me. Like the time I jumped off a train, while it was waiting to depart from a German station, leaving her, John and all our luggage while I tried to buy some film for my camera. I only just got back in time much to her great relief.
Thank you very much mum you taught me well how to behave in this world I intend to pick up your baton and continue running with it xxxxxxx