Took flowers to Pa at his resting place, Willerby. Lots of people, mulling around, lost in reflection, children as well, a family day out, almost. The living and the dead. Pa passed away four years ago this September. I don’t think I’ve actually grieved as yet, really just carried on in a fashion. Two years lifting Ma’s mood and the last two years trying to extricate myself to little effect, I really should get out more.
Met C in the pub for a drink, waiting for me outside in full leathers together with Triumph sports motorcycle. It rained.