End of an Era

My Dad died today of a massive heart attack that he would have known nothing about. I'm so pleased that we saw him so recently and were able to find him in better shape than he had been and the 4 of us were even able to go out for a meal . For Dad, with his improved health, he was enjoying life more; it was the height of the asparagus season, he'd been out in the hills for a picnic with Joan and he was in his own home. He would have been 83 years old on 17th June and now he's away to a Nic- free world. (Nic as in Sarkozy, the subject of many a text between the two of us!).