Today we took Mum to put fresh flowers on Dad's grave. I have to say they were rather beautiful flowers in lovely autumnal colours. He is buried in a really pretty spot in the corner of the cemetery.
It was so nice to see how the children just got down and tidied up the grass and helped with arranging the flowers for him. They loved him very much. A friend in Australia sent me a message yesterday saying how he remembered Dad's fake handshakes, when Dad would hold out his hand and when you went to shake it, he'd scratch his ear and the memory made me smile.
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