This year seems to be more predominant Mum, at exactly 8.32am this morning thoughts of arriving at hospital to be by your side, came to mind. Spending most of the day holding your hand wishing you would tell me to give my throat a rest for a while with my endless chatter, but is wasn't to be, you had already made the decision to be with Dad, Pip, Chrispat, Brian and the animals. Miss and love you all. Pet xx