In January, I lost my lovely amazing mum...she was 89 and I was at her bedside when she was dying, holding her hand. In March, I lost my lifelong friend of 52 years and again I was with her when she died, holding her hand.
Three weeks ago...my gorgeous 10 year old ginger cat, Duke collapsed on the floor without warning. Had been really healthy. Rushed him to vets, they kept him in for 3 days and phoned to say....he wouldn't make it and they were going to humanely put him to sleep. I had to send my husband because I just couldn't cope seeing my little boy go...... So weird I know but the pain I felt when he went was every bit as bad as my mum and my best friend. I couldn't even begin to explain how bad I felt..... Does anyone else understand???
Good Morning Thursday 25th April 2024
Gary Glitter programme Tuesday
Washing bio gel or quid in the drum
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic