I was going to write a few blogs about Christmas and New
Year but to be honest I don’t really feel like it.
The cheeriness I would have
written with is sadly absent from my thoughts at the moment and I just feel
very sad.
My Uncle Ken passed away unexpectedly last week. He was a
great man, he lived a great life and he had a brilliant sense of humour.
He’s been in my life since my folks got together, so since I
was around 6ish. He used to get me to stand on his feet and he danced me about
at family gatherings until I was too old to do it anymore. I used to visit him
and Aunty Sue in Manchester and stay with them. If we stopped at a little chef
on the way he’s speak klingon to the waitresses to make me laugh. He’d tell
silly jokes and constantly take the piss out of me and always have me laughing.
He was a great man and I feel incredibly lucky to have known him.
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Uncle Ken, right hand side. |
I’m going to make it count. No more moaning about stupid,
inconsequential stuff. Taking responsibility for the things that are stopping
me from living my life the way I want to, debts included. Time to be the best
person I can be.
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