A narrowboats journey through repair, cruising, and other joys of the english waterways.
This time last year I was sitting by my mothers bedside sharing her last few moments.
Isn’t life strange.
posted by MortimerBones at 10:27 AM
Life goes on Bones, but memories remain. Take care - hope the bathroom fixes are coming along well.
Best wishesSue
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Standing on the roof, with the wind in my hair, gulls cry I sigh, living it up here. The rain meanders along, soaking me to the bone, and ah, as I stand there... no longer alone.
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Life goes on Bones, but memories remain. Take care - hope the bathroom fixes are coming along well.
Best wishes
Sue
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