Names, new and old

Yesterday was strange. We had had little sleep because of the call in the small hours that heralded the birth of Liliya Marie Devine...the newest name in my life. We woke feeling groggy so decided to walk to work to catch some fresh air.

As we turned to cross the road, a van zoomed past us, missing us by a fraction. The power of its slipstream almost sucked us into the road. We froze and remained rooted and unable to move for a second; it was a close shave.

The rest of the walk was filled with conversation around new life in the form of Liliya and old life  in the form of Bev & Ken who were lucky to be still alive.

For me, the day was full of reflection on how delicate a balance life and death is.  I found myself listing and thinking of everyone in my life who is now dead. It was more pleasant than morbid...so many nice memories. I wish they were still around to share some space with me: Perhaps that's exactly what they did do today.

Off the top of my head...

Paul Janota

Ken Bush

Carol Smith

Ted Asher

Malcolm Cleroux

Albert Green

Ted Alderman

Milford Smith

Stan Turpin

Dennis Summers

Daisy Summers

Doris Kennedy

Tom Davies

Eric Connor

Mary Brailsford

Derek Cuthbert

Jack Kennedy

George Winfield

Stevie Southam

Elisabeth Norman

Jean Flinn

Jarred Potter

Jane Girling
Ken Poole

Joyce Anderson

Henry Mulligan

Gwen Mulligan

Lynn Williams

Fred Baillie

Mavis Baillie

Gordon Sherlock

Shirley Mays

Mr Herbert

My Mum

My Dad

Bev's Dad

It was a strange day thinking about birth and death, but a very pleasant day all the same. It was nice thinking about every one of them.