My youngest son, Michael and I often watched TV together..his sister and brothers were all of an age where they were either out or doing homework.
And we loved this series..I think we probably watched them all. It was such a happy family story.
Recently there have been articles about some of the actors now a lot older. I don't really like reading about how they are now, I want to remember them as they were in the story, because it reminds me of Michel and myself and the dog I had then, Mari, all together on the soffa.
He is the son, who cut himself off from me and all his brothers and sister, over 14 years ago now. Its coming up to Mothering Sunday and I think about him at this time.
I send him cards, Birthday, Christmas and Postcards, but there has never been a response.
He was such a lovely little boy, always helpful and loving.
When I think about him I remember the mornings when he, then age 8, would creep around the bed on his hands and knees to my side,...whispering, 'Mummy, its 6 o'clock, I've put the kettle on.'
And we'd drink tea together in the kitchen before anyone else was awake.
I hope and pray that, that little boy is still there in his mind, so one day I'll pick of the phone and I'll hear, 'Hello Mum.'
Hard to believe isn't it, that a child can turn his/her back on their parent, but it happens all the time, hundreds, thousands and more. And a parent like me will still wonder why.
Chrisxx
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