I don’t do anything really, although I’m always conscious of the day. Similarly, I don’t do anything on the anniversary of his death 5 years ago either, although for the first couple of years I took the DD’s out for dinner, but that’s lapsed and now, we all just remember him in our own ways. His ashes were scattered in a private, windswept, Godforsaken place, with no public access and it’s somewhere I have no desire to visit.
The Happiest Days of Your Life - Or Were They?
Belfast another appalling attack, we need to ask what is driving this.
Late husband's Birthday - what to do?
Lost - I thought forever - but found during a clear out!
Just seen this on a sample menu for a hotel we are visiting soon


