Wednesday 30th September
Well, for the last two days, we have been frantically helping your brother to clean up and clear out of his flat. He is going to Spain to be with his girlfriend.
And you would not have been impressed with his organisation. He leaves everything to the last minute, so all is crammed into a couple of days of non-stop cleaning, lifting, shifting, packing, disposing.
I know you would have given him a piece of your mind! You would have everything sorted weeks before the vacating date. All would be just so, properly checked, with a sensible routine for getting things done in a timely fashion.
You would be telling him off if you saw us with the carpet cleaner, or washing windows at nine o’clock tonight.
Still, all should be finished tomorrow, thank goodness.
All the time that we were busy, I was thinking of you, and where you would be, or what you might have said.
You are in my mind constantly.
You are in my heart forever.
We miss you so very much.
We love you to the moon and back.
Dearest sweet Angel son.