Nothing written/spoken to the blogg since March
We'll in truth there's been good cause for that.
April 2nd was the day my Dad died. An awfully sad time in my (our) lives. His decline over the last few days was rapid. Billy was at his bedside at the end and Graham and I spent a few hours with him the evening before. We could tell he was slipping away a day or so before but fully expected to have him with us for a while longer. As you can imagine, it's been very difficult for a Sue to come to terms with it all but she is holding up well now.
One of my last memories of my time with him will be that, even in a dire state of sickness, he tapped out the Pakistani National Anthem when it was played at the start of a cricket match we were watching on TV. Maybe a parting gesture to the land of his birth.
I'll post more of the comings and goings of life in a small North Norfolk village since Spring sprung on another day, though to continue with the rather sad theme of this post, I am going to be at the funeral of our Valerie tomorrow. Debsie's Dads wife of 30+ years sadly lost her battle last week having managed to spend a week holidaying near us in Holt. To hear she had passed away so soon after seeing her at Langham Street Fair was a shock to us all.
That's enough sad tales for 1 year. Hoping for happier times to write about soon
Jez
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