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My mother – always with at least one dog!

I’m in the middle of preparing for an interview with Simon Scarrow this evening at Plymouth International Book Festival. I’ve admired Simon’s work for years now, although I’ve never had a chance to meet him before, so this is going to be great fun, talking to him about his writing, his latest books, and anything else that takes our fancy. If you can get there, please join us.

The rest of the week … well, it’ll be less fun. I’m working flat out on one book to get it finished in good time, which is fine, but on Friday we have my mother’s funeral.

As you’d expect, it’s going to be a melancholy occasion. She was adored by all of us in her family, of course, but she had a wide circle of additional friends, too. Although it’ll be good to meet them again and reminisce, there will always be the hard truth that this is the first big family and friends gathering that I’ve ever been to where she won’t be joining in.

Still, she  brought a lot of happiness, and it’ll be good to try to remember all the good times and allow memories of the last illness to fade a little.

Onwards, as they say.

Tagged: Beryl Joan Jecks, mother, writing