Nomadtravelling: Charlie

Thursday, 5 December 2013

NO MO

I previously posted a pic of my incipient mo - grown for Movember. Many people asked me why I was growing it, so I guess I achieved the purpose of raising awareness for prostate cancer. But I was also touched that so many people also then said that they would sponsor me. In the end I raised £100, which I shall donate appropriately.

Here's how it ended up:

like a cross between David Beckham, a retired WWII fighter pilot and roadkill.

But I was also growing it for Charlie. And as soon as I shaved it off, sadly he passed away. For some reason that affected me as much as his death.

Monday, 2 December 2013

CHARLIE WILDGOOSE

Charlie Wildgoose 1950 - 2013

Dad, Charlie Wildgoose, passed away peacefully in hospital this afternoon, surrounded by his family. He was 63 years old.

We will all miss so many things about him, but at the moment it is hard to imagine logging on to a computer and not seeing the latest write-up of one of his walks, which were so enjoyed by his friends near and far - or pages from our ancestor, John Bayliff Bowman's 1870 Farm Journal, the most recent of which featured John describing the death of his own father all those many years ago. It's a beautiful entry and Dad was hugely excited about getting to it in his regular updates - going so far as to show me the actual journals themselves just last week - the first time I'd actually seen the original volumes. Dad loved to write, and was delighted that his blog and his photos were enjoyed, and that they brought Derbyshire and the countryside he loved so much to a wider audience. Dad could see something special everywhere he looked in the land around here, it was a truly remarkable thing.

Although Dad had been ill for a few years with advanced prostate cancer; his courage in dealing with his illness, his good humour, and his genuine ability to live each day to the fullest, made it easy to forget he was ill at all. It is a great comfort to think back on these times and remember Dad as he always was: a man who loved his friends, his family and the countryside - and who was in turn greatly loved back.

He was my father and my oldest friend. I miss him.

Jamie

Photo: Charlie Wildgoose 1950 - 2013

Dad, Charlie Wildgoose, passed away peacefully in hospital this afternoon, surrounded by his family. He was 63 years old.

We will all miss so many things about him, but at the moment it is hard to imagine logging on to a computer and not seeing the latest write-up of one of his walks, which were so enjoyed by his friends near and far - or pages from our ancestor, John Bayliff Bowman's 1870 Farm Journal, the most recent of which featured John describing the death of his own father all those many years ago. It's a beautiful entry and Dad was hugely excited about getting to it in his regular updates - going so far as to show me the actual journals themselves just last week - the first time I'd actually seen the original volumes. Dad loved to write, and was delighted that his blog and his photos were enjoyed, and that they brought Derbyshire and the countryside he loved so much to a wider audience. Dad could see something special everywhere he looked in the land around here, it was a truly remarkable thing.

Although Dad had been ill for a few years with advanced prostate cancer; his courage in dealing with his illness, his good humour, and his genuine ability to live each day to the fullest, made it easy to forget he was ill at all. It is a great comfort to think back on these times and remember Dad as he always was: a man who loved his friends, his family and the countryside - and who was in turn greatly loved back.

He was my father and my oldest friend. I miss him.

Nomadtravelling