RIP, Carol. We will miss you, especially your wonderful hospitality and sense of humour. God bless you and keep you.
30th April 2024
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland