I took a long walk to clear my thoughts after Tom's death yesterday. I'm glad he died at home. When I picked Nick up in Haddington I told him that Tom had died even though I hadn't been told. I could just feel it. Does that sound weird? Something felt different and I was sure he had gone. I nipped to see Sheila and give my condolences. She was being very stoic, but you could see the loss already etched on her face. His absence feels strange. When we moved here he became part of the familiar day to day and now he is gone that will change.