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My wife came from a family that showed their love through food which may account for why she was such an amazing cook.  She was always reading about it, watching it or doing it.  She communicated not only those skills but that passion and caring to her children.  I have my daughters ensuring that ‘Dad […][...] read more » Food is Love

This is obviously a rather poignant anniversary after Carys’ passing.  I’d bought her a card that is now sitting unused in my drawer.  I woke this morning to an envelope under my door from my middle daughter with a card; she didn’t want me to wake without one.  Inside she’d written “Even though she has […][...] read more » Valentines Day (with a twist)

Yesterday I slowly became aware that the shock had finally caught up with me; I realised that I was having a physical reactions.  I tried to take it very gently but there was a mountain of stuff to be organised, and supporters venting their stress!  My children continue to amaze me; the eldest is baking […][...] read more » Sunshine and clouds

So if you have been following this sad saga, you will know that my wife of almost 24 years passed away the other day.  Today we had a more empty house (though we still had two guests!)  it was much quieter and less frenzied.  The days was gobbled up in all sorts of silly chores […][...] read more » Two days on… Strangely, absurdly normal

You may have read in yesterday’s blog that we suffered a grievous bereavement.  An event like this knocks everyone concerned for a six.  The thing that I had not realised, was how wide those ripples spread.  I have heard from neighbours, friends, friend’s children how this has affected them.. just how much they saw and […][...] read more » Being weak so that others may be strong

On Sunday, my wife of nearly 25 years, Carys & I went off to watch a rugby game.  That in itself was a total change, as she had historically hated the game and my love of it.  However, she decided ‘if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em’ and came with me.  It was a lovely.  […][...] read more » Overnight, everything is different