'Sun Shines in An Urban Jungle - 2#'

Surely this is spring? When the sun comes out, the Anemenes come out. They are like little purply stars.

My mum is on the ferry to Arran on her way back from Cambodia and Vietnam. She should be full of stories, buzzing with exciting tales, admiring whatever bits and bobs she bought and showing dad her photos.

Instead my dad will hit her with the news that her brother Rex died on tuesday.

Today is a strange day.