mother’s day 2013

What…you guys are only just celebrating today?

Mum & I got our Mother’s Day on a couple of weeks ago

And my UK buds took care of business back in MARCH!

Nah, just fucking with ya

I realise that Mother’s Day is celebrated at different times all over the world. Which is perfect if you forgot to send your Mum a card this year. Just tell her you were waiting to celebrate Czechoslovakia’s Mother’s Day. (they have mothers there, yeah?)

If you’re like me, and don’t live anywhere near your Mum, we just mark the occasion on whatever day we are together

So while we were in Sydney, we decided our day off would be Mothers Day, and we’d catch the ferry into the city, have a long lunch
Then do some drunk shopping
On the ferry ride there, Mum said, so this river we’re on the is Parramatta River, and the local football team is called the Parramatta Eels, so that’s because there’s actual EELS in this water?
Wow, that’s pretty cool.
Not as cool as the rivers in Newcastle. THEIR footy team is the Newcastle Knights.
Knights? So there’s actual Knights in that area?
Yep, with horses and swords and all that stuff
Wow. How cool would it be to see that?

Oh, Betty.

She’s so gullible sometimes, I almost don’t have the heart to tell her I was fucking with her. Again.

Maybe that can be my Mother’s Day present to her…

Next year.

I’m so lucky to have a Mum that I love spending time with, and who never fails to make me laugh. Even if she doesn’t know why.
I’m pretty sure she inherited that trait from her Mum, my Nanna
She’s the other unintentionally hilarious woman in the family
I’m so proud to be related to both of them

Whether your Mum is here on earth
Or one of the brightest stars in the sky
Wishing you all, a day full of belly laughs and big smiles
Happy Mothers Day

headed for the big racetrack in the sky…

My Pop’s getting buried today
There’s a couple of his grandkids, like me, who couldn’t be there for his funeral
We were given opportunity to write something that will be read out at the service
My only instructions were, don’t make it too long
I think the plan is to keep the service short and sweet
So they can get to the celebrating part
And when you live for 96 years, that’s a big, long life to celebrate. 
I went through a few drafts before working out what I wanted to say…

Horses were your favourite
You went to the races right up until the end
I hope heaven’s got an awesome racetrack
And that your bets always win


If you could see how sad we all are right now
All crying into our hankies
You’d say we’re bloody stupid
And this generation’s a bunch a pansies


You always exercised, lived healthy
Didn’t touch cigarettes or candy
Nanna is a chain smoking beer lover
And SHE’S the last one standing!

but decided to go with this…

Dear Poppy
My earliest memories are full of you
Hewton street Morley, Christmas Eve, your spare room beds
Travis and I wide awake, listening for Santa
Imaginary sleigh bells ringing in our heads

You, using scissors to trim to perfection
Your manicured front grass
Me, picking your Azaleas to put in my hair
You threatening to kick my arse

Your HUGE round above ground pool
All the grandkids in it together
You leading us around in cirlces
Making the strongest whirlpool ever

 We’d eat Nanna’s jam tarts straight from the oven
That always burnt my tongue
You always with the same lunch always
Tomatoes and raw onion, yum?

And captivating us kids with your war tale
Of the bullet wound in your armpit
Took us all years to realize you were teasing
And it was totally bullshit

Everyone in this room
Has come together because of you
This family that you and Nanna created
So much love, we hope you knew

That your life is so admired
The man you were, the way you lived
We can all only dream to be so successful
And to make our mark so big

I miss you already Pop
But I know that now, you’re OK
I’m so proud to be Ronald Pascoe’s granddaughter
Especially today.

poppy pascoe

Looking around some photos the other day when I found this one of me and Pop
It’s from the last time I was in Perth, in March
If you’re new to the blog, you can read about my awesome Pop HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, and HERE. I guess I’ve written about him a lot

Anyway, I found this pic of us, which I love
It’s been my screensaver all week
And I’ve have been meaning to post it up here too
For no other reason than, I just like looking at it

Maybe I haven’t put it up here because I knew.
I knew Pop hadn’t been doing so well
An early morning phone call from Mum confirmed what we all knew was coming

I just hope he knew how much I loved him
How much his entire family loved him

And just how very, very much we’re going to miss him

Good bye Poppy
Ronald Pascoe
December 1916 – September 2012