Backup blip

While having lunch with my friend B, I said I’d better take a quick backup blip in case I forgot later. And I did. By the end of my grief counselling session at the hospice at Winsley I was so exhausted that taking photos was the last thing on my mind. Given the traumatic way in which Mum passed, and everything that went on before, and after, I was told I need grief counselling asap (shame they took 5 months to sort that), and they want me to attend the hospice every two weeks. In theory that’s great, but in practice nigh on impossible...

Thank you.