Thank you again for the many kind messages of sympathy following the post about my Mum's death at the end of August. I've taken the post down as no-one really wants to see a death notice on a regular basis, and we have to get on with our everyday lives. It was a good funeral, and it was lovely to see so many friends, family and neighbours, and so many faces from the past. All the grandchildren were amazing. As a parent, you experience pride when your young child does all sorts of things (recognises turquoise as a colour, constructs a meaningful sentence, eats broccoli, makes a friend), but I've discovered that there is a new sort of pride when you see how your three just-adult children comport themselves at their Nana's funeral and at the gathering afterwards.