Fare Well; My lovely!

At 11.00 a.m. this morning, I stood alone and silent, partly for all those veterans who died so that others may live free; but mainly in memory of the One I lost some five months ago.

She was the mother of my kids, now all grown up and away, she was my companion, my love and my life.

She was taken from me by a cruel fate which placed her in an NHS hospital which did not obey its own rules, and she died without even a caring hand to hold from the man who had promised, some fifty-three years earlier, to love and protect her “Until Death We do Part!”

I have made my formal complaint to the Trust and the Hospital after her Inquest, and we shall see what weasel words they produce in reply!