Love, cuddles and hugs...

...for the Queen, from Molly aged 4

Crazy day: on top of regular hospice carers and Manic Tuesday chores, trip to hospital in Bath to return Dad’s ECG recorder, visit from Hospice Nurse, call from Mum’s GP, visit to the surgery for Annual Health Review for myself, an unexpected and rare, but very welcome, opportunity for a quick pub visit with K from next door this evening, then the arrival of our first Crisis Overnight hospice carer, to allow me to sleep in my own bed and catch up on some sleep. Oh, and due to flakey internet, didn’t manage to finish the supermarket order until 11.30pm.

But the most moving part of the day was looking at the flower memorials left in the park. Little Molly says it all...

(Due to all of the above, a backblip and an apology for my absence.)