Dying Young: Making you appreciate the moments (Postcards from Portugal)

25th May

Dear Mr Postman,

Bit of a odd start Mr P today.  I think I mentioned before we are good holiday ‘joiner inners’ and the kids like to join any competition going.  Before noon today, Twin Boy had swam his boat in the pool, had a game of football and played killer pool.  The pool entertainment team are excellent Mr P, young lads and lasses who work ridiculously hard to ensure we have a good time.

Anyway, during an intense game of table tennis, he who helped create them got chatting to one of the entertainers and realised that we saw him perform a few years ago when we holidayed in Fueterventura.  Again, that team from Thomas Cook were a belting group, and the twins adored one chap in particular who seemed to go out of his way to make their holiday the greatest.

He died Mr P. We found out today.  In Thailand, I don’t know how, why or when but it has really knocked the wind out of me.  He can’t have been more than twenty five.

Spending these long sunny days with the kids Mr P, well it makes you appreciate them more.  Having nothing more to worry about than when to apply more lotion makes it easy to have fun.  Finding out this young lad has died feels like an elbow in my ribs, a reminder to savour every second and to live in the moment, we simply don’t know our future.

So today has been about splashing in the pool, eating warm chips on plastic sun loungers and drinking San Miguel whilst hearing the kids giggle and play.

Today, I appreciated the moments.

Long may it continue Mr P,

(Three more sleeps)

Love Jane (and the gang)

Xxxxx

To read more Postcards From Portugal check out these post’s:

Day One: Needles and Vino

Day Two: Raining on our parade

Day three: Thongs and arse cracks

Day four: Beating the kids

Day Five: How a skinful leads to Agadoo

Day Six: Being so beautiful you can eat for free

Day Seven: The One Where he who helped create them goes on a hen do

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4 thoughts on “Dying Young: Making you appreciate the moments (Postcards from Portugal)”

  1. Its a bit shit sometimes isn’t it. This week my brother carried the coffin of his best friend – heart attack aged 27 wtf. Another girl we know 26 took her life. It hurts when you realise how precious life is. xxx

  2. Jesus,

    Really does make you appreciate the moments and try so hard to carve a good route for your kids x

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