The Day Before

The snow came down again today so Mum, G and I took refuge in the local tearooms for our traditional ploughmans and indulged with some warm bakewell and clotted cream.

We spent the rest of the day holed up at Mum's watching films. I wanted to be there for the weekend, and it felt important to stay there on Saturday night before the dreaded day tomorrow. Today was a hard one; it was really awful to be reminded of just how much pain my Dad was in this time last year.