Sad times

So much has happened to us in the last few weeks, but without any doubt the most significant event was the unexpected death of Jas’s mum in January. Regardless she had been unwell for the past few years and was on chemotherapy, everyone - her included – believed we would be meeting up later on in July when we head to Europe to spend a month with family. In fact, during Jas’s last phone call to her there was much laughter when it was even questioned. Two weeks later she was rushed to hospital in Fuertaventura, her home for the last eighteen or so years, and died within seventy-two hours. 
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A raft of things then had to be organised, including flights to the UK for Jas, who hadn’t been back for over twenty years. And while he'd caught up with his older brother some thirteen years ago, he hadn't seen his younger one since leaving in 1995. And so they came up with a plan. From now on they will meet up every three years, at a point on the globe to be determined by each in turn. The only criteria, it must be somewhere none of them have every been before!


Marga Ursula Ball     1943-2017