Cakes that you always made where the fruit always sunk to the bottom, you never had a bad word to say about anyone, you never disliked anyone and can never forget how your knitting needles would always start to click together as fast as you could make them while watching tv if
Something a little ‘raunchy’ came on closely followed by you saying ‘can we turn this over?’
I miss you every single day and wish you We’re still here. Love you lots Mum. XxX