Wednesday, December 14, 2005


I've just returned from the school nativity play. Compulsory watching I'm afraid. There's no escape. Actually it was quite good. Here's S as a sheep.

More business with Mum this morning. Cathy and I went to scatter her ashes at Oxford this morning in the crematorium garden of remembrance. It's where Dad's ashes are. I feel a sense of closure I suppose. A little raw still though.

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