Looking for photographs, I opened a folder on the computer. The first image I came across had me unexpectedly in tears. I have seen it hundreds of times and simply smiled, if a little wistfully. Yet this time, for some reason, it opened the floodgates.
It is a very ordinary photo of two very young men one spring afternoon. But the young men are not ordinary, they are my sons. Beside them are Nick’s souped-up VW and Alex’s bike… their respective wheels. It was an ordinary spring day… Nick had driven up from Bournemouth to spend the weekend with us. We had talked, laughed and talked some more. It had been a good weekend for a lot of reasons.
I had grabbed the opportunity to get a picture of the lads while I had them both there… a rarity now they were grown. Nick came up again a few weeks…
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