And I, will always love you

Earlier this month, Boy, making use of his registered status as a Celebrant officiated at the wedding of his best friends G and S.

Reading back through his speech, I well up every time.

My Boy has a way with words, an understanding of emotion, and a complete grasp of the complexity of love.

I like to think that he understands love because that is all he ever seen between his mum and dad (with the exception of the death threats back and forth while driving anywhere not the UK) and all he ever received from us (with the exception of a taxi service for all those football and volleyball matches and an American College Education).

Whatever the cause it is a criminal offence that he hasn't written something for public consumption. I nag him constantly and will continue to do so until he produces the book which is enscribed...


'For my mother who never shut up'