The day my Dad died

  • The day my Dad died

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    It was silly oclock in the morning, I was having another nite of nocturnal activity...... this time it was different though. I had spoken to my two aunts to hear the daily up date of how my Dad was doing in hospital with his chest infection. He seemed well was eating better, now that we read the menu correctly and seen he could have it mushed down. Even talking about his renewal of the car insurance. We were rightly worried…