My mum would have been 100 today. This is her on her 93rd birthday. She didn’t look her age, and it’s how I remember her.
In her later years, but before going into care, she liked sitting down with her feet up; watching TV and Holby City; reading the Mirror and the Daily Echo; chewing toffees; visits from her family; visits from the carers; tea but not coffee. She dozed a lot.
She loved driving and the independence it gave her. At the age of 89 she stopped driving – and her swollen knee suddenly got better.
She was a strong old lady. She had a lovely smile and looked a bit like our Queen. We all miss her.
We never stop missing them, do we, Mike? It’s said that no-one really dies as long as someone remembers them. On that basis your Mum is still with you, and no doubt still has her eye on you even now.
Very true, Martin. I miss her terribly.