A beginning and an end

I've started this blog at an odd point in my life. Suddenly I have financial security but at the cost of losing an important and due to the lack of children in our family, a large percentage of my family. My Grandfather died on Tuesday. He made it through the Anzac day holiday, but suffered double renal failure that evening and passed during the night.

My parents have arrived and we are all busy trying to sort out, clean up and throw out most of the detritus of a life well lived. Just when momentum is gained, it is lost as we come across an item which causes a nostalgic moment that extends to a nostalgic hour and a couple of cuppas.

I know this feels unfinished, but its all I have at the moment...