Not a lot I can add to the previous posts.
I took me a couple of years after losing Paw to build a “new” life for myself, tea, coffee or lunch with friends, theatre, cinema, galleries and exhibitions, and relieved of the 24/7 commitment of caring for him, the frequent hospital admissions and clinic appointments, I was also able to see my grandchildren in London and Birmingham several times each month. Of course that all went.
DGS1 one apparently said to his mummy the other week “Do you remember when Granny used to come and visit us and for sleepovers? I wish we could all be together again”
Him and me both.
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When a political leader lies on their CV - can you trust them?


. (I'm not complaining, just saying).