"When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions."
Man, what a fortnight.
We lost Gran last Saturday, and have been sorting out the trip to Cornwall for the funeral which was Friday this week, alongside the arrangements for Charlies birthday tomorrow.
Then this morning I found out we've lost Grandad too. After 70+ years of marriage, its better this way, because they were only apart for 10 days. Still, its come as a bit of a blow.
They're going to have a joint funeral sometime in the next couple of weeks.