Visiting dad.

My brother drove me and our mum up to the cemetery where dad is buried today. One of his brother's is also buried there so we took enough flowers for both graves. Afterwards we had a cuppa with one of my cousins who lives nearby before driving back as it's over an hours journey each way and we don't see much of them now. When we were little we were always going up to Chesterfield to visit dad's family there, but then my uncles died and we cousins all grew up and went on our ways. Left me a bit down, although that might also have something to do with the fact I have to go back to Wiltshire this evening. Still, the cats will be there to welcome me home ( Sav's on nights )!