Food for thought

One of our neighbours, Pat, died today aged 90. a lot of sad faces. She was a larger-than-life character who was always immaculately dressed. More importantly her and Dylan were best friends. He would spend hours in her flat or lying on the grass by her beautifully kept patio.

I had a very busy day for various reasons and struggled at times with the sun and the heat. Nice supper ‘though. We talked about what a character Pat was and how it was a blessing that she was able to remain in her own flat and living independently until just a few days before she died.

We’ll miss her.