When Mr P opened the front door to let Oliver Sprout in (he was rather a soggy moggy, his own fault for for going out in the rain. He does it because he likes being rubbed dry!)
) and a beautiful plant.
, then another friend with flowers and champagne!I've only just stumbled on this thread. Oh phoenix 
. I really am so sad to read this. You will leave a big hole in the lives of your loved ones and everyone else who knows you - that includes all of us on here (you would know me from previous incarnations by the way - suffice to say that I too live in Devon. That may help you to identify me 
)
I'm so glad your birthday was a blast - you deserved that after bringing so much fun and joy into our lives. Yes, who could forget the Christmas gammon? And the antics of Oliver Sprout et al? Not to mention the toilet seat and Mr P's shopping fails. Such a great story teller, a wonderful way with words, you've always had us in stitches - and laughter is a much needed commodity in these times, so I thank you for that phoenix, and I promise you, you will never be forgotten. You have put your mark on this earth, which is more than many of us can honestly say.
I wish you bucket loads of fun and joy for whatever time remains to you. And so much love xx
Good Morning Thursday 30th April 2026
