My mum, sister and I are off to scatter my dad’s ashes today. We’ve decided to do it at his favourite fishing pond, as that’s where he spent the majority of his final years, he’d probably call it his ‘happy place’ if he wasn’t (and I mean this in the most affectionate way) such a grumpy old b! 
Not sure how I feel about it, I suppose I’ll see once I get there. Grateful the dreadful rain has cleared up for today though
Not sure how I feel about it, I suppose I’ll see once I get there. Grateful the dreadful rain has cleared up for today though