It's a glorious sunny day and I have been in the garden cutting back the lavender bushes, accompanied by a robin who has been following me as I work. I sat down for a while on a bench and had a bit of a moment, wishing DH was sitting beside me, as he used to do and then 'we' continued our work. I mentioned it just now to one of my DDs and she said 'it's Dad, definitely'. Am I daft to think it was or am I going off my trolley? I am normally very down to earth and don't believe in 'that sort of thing' but something inside me really wants to believe that it was him! 