Absence in many forms

Apologies to those who have been following the blog. Sometimes, life gets in the way of recording itself.So it has been for the past month or so.

Sadly, the distances and logistical difficulties of remote island life can sometimes present mental and physical barriers to overcome.

Just before Christmas, my still-fairly-active father was taken extremely ill and hospitalised. Unsure of his condition and prognosis at first, it soon became clear that there was nothing more the doctors could do for him. Shortly before New Year, I was fortunate enough to be given a compassionate last-minute flight off the Islands to return to the UK for the first time in around 16 months.This allowed me to visit my father in hospital, speak to his doctors and nurses, support my mother through this time, be a point of contact for my siblings and eventually be with my whole family when my father passed away with us around him at home.

As a result, many things in life change in terms of priorities and this blog is one of them. I don’t know if/when I’ll next post again but I wish to publicly thank Falkland Islands Government (notably the Education department) and the FIC for organising my flight out at short notice and when all offices were closed for Christmas, the staff at QEQM hospital in Margate (particularly the CCU who offered him such fantastic care throughout) and the Pilgrims Hospices ‘Hospice At Home’ team who were outstanding in everything they did and went far beyond what we expected of them at this most trying of times.

Donations can be made on the Pilgrims Hospices website here.

NHS staff work miracles despite everything they face. Don’t let that be lost in the debates over its future being raised by those who stand to profit from its downfall.

My Dad now rests forever at his beloved St Augustine’s Abbey in Ramsgate. Nothing I can write here will do justice to him, his life and his legacy beyond what those who knew him will already know so I’ll leave it there for now.