Ooh how lovely he would have looked Whiff - like a friendly bear. 
You weren't insensitive at all, more me being over sensitive.
I had a social worker round to mine a few weeks after my girl died (shutting the stable door after the horse has bolted) who told me she wanted me to do "homework" of writing out my life story, including pictures of myself and my daughter...
To see if I was fit to take on grandsons care.
She got short shrift from me, but I still feel quite traumatised by the thought of it. Bloody woman!!!
do you have plasterboard on your walls?



