Happy 103rd

This is my beautiful path from the other end. Well its not actually the end because the end is round the corner.

It was dear Grandmother Gertie's birthday today she would have been 103.

The path is still as gorgeous as ever and its quite peaceful in the churchyard.

I spread the flowers out and made my apoligies for the unprofessional arrangement I usually make, confessing flower arranging was never a strong point but Gertie knew that anyway.

I then had a little smile as I replayed previous conversations we had. I'd say "sorry Gertie, you know flowers are not a strong pount" and she'd say "Eh?" , then my daughter from nowhere would shout "It's pardon, not Eh!" then Gertie would laugh and call her a cheeky young person!

Fond memories of a dear old lady who left us in 2009 at an age of 98.

Happy 103rd Gertie