I'll be going up to Scotland tomorrow and staying for about a week. I'm very lucky to have a boss who is as much a friend as he is a boss, and he has told me to take as much time as I need.
There are two good things. For some time now, whenever I've been on the phone to either of my parents, aware that they're getting on a bit, I've been making sure that the last thing I say to them when I ring off is that I love them, and I did the same last week when I last spoke to her. So that's one.
And the other?
She at least lived long enough to see the SNP triumph. :o)
Bye, Mum. I love you.