In the words of my girl it’s “sad times”. K’s lovely nan has passed away. She’s been poorly for some months and very unwell indeed for the last few weeks. We will all miss her very much. She was 94 years old but until this summer she had always retained her sense of fun and was very “with it”. K and the children visited her at the beginning of December and I’m glad that their final memories of her are of her in her own home and still, in the most part, herself. It has been very hard on K’s dad, uncle and aunt to see their mum so distressed and unwell, so for them it will come as something of a relief that she’s no longer in that state. Sad times, but a blessing that she’s no longer suffering and we can think of her as she always was.