The Flower Stall

I am  staying with my Mother for a couple of days. This morning we went into Northwood so she could get her hair cut while I  did a food shop  for her. Outside  the London Underground station is a wonderful flower stall which looked particularly attractive today.

This afternoon my sister arrived from Cornwall and we met up for coffee with a very special woman and her daughter who were carers for our father in his last year of life. Sadly R, the mother, has herself been unwell and needed cancer treatment over the past  year, although she seems to be  making good progress now. It was great to see them, and then we went back to her house and met her husband  and two younger children. They are a rather unconventional  but very kind family.