A tribute to my dad Bob Robertson
My dad Bob Robertson didn’t cuddle or kiss me ,not sure he knew how to !! He didn’t buy me presents he just didn’t have the money ……when I was 12 years old I nearly died because my appendix burst causing blood poisoning …he sat at my bedside for two weeks ,every time I regained consciousness day or night he was there ..he was an old fashioned man and even at my tender age I knew he felt awkward showing his emotion but during those two weeks there were moments of love and tenderness shown to me by him ….
Then after two weeks a awoke one morning and he had gone (his job done) you just can’t buy love like that ..
Then some 10 years later my son and his Grandson Damien at just a few months old was taken very poorly and rushed to Great Ormond Street Hospital in London…..my dad Bob Robertson Didn’t kiss and cuddle his Grandchildren ……not sure he even knew how to !!…he didn’t buy them loads of presents he just didn’t have the money . But every time I arrived at the Hospital there he was for a month ….day or night he was there.
Then after a month we arrived at the hospital and he had gone ( his job done) you just can’t buy love like that
Then ten years ago my dad Bob Robertson got blood poisoning after an operation …..for two weeks I sat at his bedside ….he knew I was there …
Then after two weeks i sat and watched his life ebb away and although I knew how to kiss and cuddle and trust me I tried …..he died
He was so much better at this Love thing than me !!
For my Dad ……Bob Robertson