Letters to my sons.

Dear Son,

you cried when I got on the train and mummy told you that you couldn’t get on. I found that painful because I would have liked to have the two of you here with me but somethings have got to be done without the extended family and this is one of them.

I am on the train at the moment on my way to Perth where I will meet with Uncle Phil and Grandpa John, settle into our hotel for the night before setting off tomorrow to climb a high hill and scatter Grandma Audrey’s ashes.

It is nearly 2 and half years since she died but this is the first opportunity to carry out this task. Grandpa John has been unable to go far since Audrey died because their dog, Demie, would get very car sick. Demie died on December 7th 2007 just after her 15th birthday and the day we went to see Grandpa for the weekend.

I’ll see you again properly on Monday morning when you wake up and ask for me. I’m not sure what time that will be with the clocks changing this weekend but it may well be mummy who is having an early morning tomorrow.