Tuesday

After a very foggy early morning dog walk, we had a very foggy 2 and half hour drive to Worcester to go through Dad's bungalow again. 

April, who found the body, was there.  She told me (Clive was elsewhere) all the details. Some were pretty gruesome.  

We spoke to the undertakers and the celebrant and agreed that April could visit  Dad in the chapel of rest. She said she didn't want her last vision of Dad to  be what she found. The undertaker reminded us there had been an autopsy so he may not be good to view. We are waiting to find out. Seems April is the only one keen. I don't understand but I don't know what she saw.

It was foggy all the way home.