>Egads, where to begin. I think I’ll make life a little easier for myself by using the photographs and splitting this catch up into a few posts. Make sense? Yeah.
OK, so my last entry (sounds like my last confession) was a week last Monday ~wince~ so where are we? Ah yes. Tuesday was a peaceful day, thankfully. Wednesday 24th however was busy busy busy!
I went for a lovely lunch catch up with my old friend David Leigh, a geologist in his 50s, a fascinating chap and someone I’m happy to call friend. I worked with him some time ago at a pretty good ‘green’ (ecologically sound) company whom I approve of, since basically they recycled the methane gas given off by abandoned or closed coal mines, into fuel/energy. Jolly clever stuff. Anyway, we met there and his smiles, smashing chirpy nature and genuine love of his family and their life (the proud picture on his work desktop was his children all grown and smiling) brightened my days.
However his much beloved life changed very swiftly a couple of years ago when sadly David (and his family) suffered that most unfortunate of circumstances as a parent; the loss of a child, in this case their son. He was a handsome, excelling lad with a bright future; his passing was sudden, unexpected and for some time unexplained. His heart simply stopped in his sleep, no rhyme nor reason, an unexplainable electrical fault/failure. How truly awful for them, my heart bled sodden for his loss. As a friend I was there for solace and comfort, conversation when needed, simply an ear when not.
So once in awhile I hear from David and we meet for lunch and catch up; he’s been here to meet everyone too but on this instance he obviously wanted to talk, so we went out. Since he happened to be working for the same company again that day, we caught up in Edwinstowe, the village alongside Nottingham Forest, home of Robin Hood, Maid Marion and the Major Oak. Lunch was simple but pleasant, chat was long and sorely needed. Here’s a couple of photos from the day.
The fog and mist was amazing on the way there; this was the view of Bolsover Castle as I passed it (safely taken from a layby I might add). Doesn’t it look spooky like a Hammer Horror film set?
Again taken safely from a standstill, this shot of the woods along the way appealed to my love of nature.
I know there are several towns in England that lay claim to Robin Hood but having the Major Oak nearby, Edwinstowe is certainly one of them. This statue sits on the main street, only chest high, but quite delightful. Robin and Marian were apparently married in St Mary’s Church in Edwinstowe!
Finally here are the pair of us after lunch; bedraggled from walking back to the car in the rain, both looking a bit tired but never mind. He calls me his mentor. Bless him. I just think he’s one of those dashingly charming men I adore.
Right, that’s a week ago yesterday done!
(who’s going to bed now instead, and will continue catching up tomorrow!)
For those truly interested, there’s a memorial page for David’s son here.