remembering

This is a photograph of my mum with one of my grandmother's corgis. 
I found this amongst my dad's things a little while back. 

It's 29 years ago today that my mum died.  As I recall it was a very sunny  autumnal day much like today.    Such a long time ago and much as I have tried to forget it, I remember every single minute of that day.   A fair old drop of brandy went down the hatch, I can tell you.    I've not been able to drink it since then.  Just a whiff of it takes me back to that time.

Not a day goes by that she is not in my thoughts and I still miss being able to share funny stories with her.  She was a shocker for getting the giggles at the most inappropriate moments. 
Happy memories.