My Fiftieth Birthday

Today is my birthday. I have now joined the club of half century folks and when I arrived home from work, I received this birthday card from my beloved son James.

No Supervisor for Today's Contact.

Today [Saturday 8th October 2011] my son James, and I were disappointed because we waited for an hour but there was no show from the supervisor of today's contact session.

Unfortunately we were unable to go to the Imperial War Museum.

I spent the time watching my son uploading flight simulator films from youtube on my Blackberry and experimenting with accents + facial expressions.

I was especially disappointed today because it is five days before my fiftieth birthday and I was hoping to spend a bit of quality time with my beloved twelve year old son.

In five days it will also be a year to the day since my mother last spoke to me, while she was alive.

Brixton.

Today, I spent a wonderful supervised contact session with my beloved son James, in Brixton. We were supervised by Tiana.

First we went to Games Master on Brixton Road, then swimming at the Brixton Recreation Centre. We stopped off for a McDonald's, where my son conquered a Big Mac meal - his fifth, so far! And before heading homeward, we spent time in Windrush listening to the music...

Pilot Shop.

Today I enjoyed another wonderful supervised contact, with my beloved son James.

The contact was supervised by Gloria.

We went to the Tate Library in Brixton, McDonald's in Brixton and the Transair Pilot Shop in Pimlico. www.transair.co.uk

Thank You card.

This is a thank you card, from my beloved son James, to his aunt Birgit, for birthday gifts received, from her for his 12th birthday.

The artwork and writing, was done by my son.

Self Portrait Of My Son.

Today, I saw my beloved son, briefly. This was because there was no superviser for the contact to take place.

I love this photograph, of my son. He took it his self. Today.

This photo makes me laugh.

Leicester Square

Today I spent another enjoyable supervised contact with my beloved son James. The contact was supervised by Nana.

We chose to take the underground from Brixton to Leicester Square, as we went to a comic shop - at my son's request. We followed this with our usual McDonald's and then took the bus homeward bound.