Friday

Another very foggy day.

We hoped that we would be above the fog if we went up on to Roundway Hill but we were not. Apart from a woman with a big and absolutely gorgeous cocker spaniel called Winston, we saw no one. And it is a good job we know the hill well because we could have got lost!

The funeral director got back to us to say Dad's body really is not fit for viewing and that April would have a worse memory than the one she currently has if she did visit him in the Chapel of rest. Quite relieved that we do not have that to worry about now.

We are having a day off from it all today. Clive is exhausted.

Probably the local this evening.