8:30 (pm)

Goodbye.

Hard words to say when they feel like they mean forever.

Tonight at 8:30, I was waiting to hear what was happening with Mrs theWeir's Dad. My Father-in-Law was rushed to hospital after starting to be very unwell at home.

Subsequently, it became clear that things would, inevitably, never be the same again.

I won't go into details. Tonight, Peter's spirit has gone to be with Jesus.