Was the day my darling Dad died. The first anniversary is on Monday so the next few days are going to be a total rollercoaster of emotions as all those memories come flooding back.

I am pleased to say that the visions of his last few years with Parkinson's are starting to be replaced with happier times - my particular favourite is of when I was about 7, curled up on Dad's lap, snuggled into his thick, grey jumper and laughing at Tom and Jerry cartoons together....happy days

I probably won't be around on Monday as I plan to go with the flow on "the day"

Thanks for letting me share