I often say you never know what the next day will bring, and to live and love well in case one day it’s your last. Yesterday evening, around 8.40pm, moored up at Tarleton in good time for our Ribble Link crossing, Barry and I had just set off to walk to the River Douglas. I received an unexpected and devastating phone call that has completely discombobulated us. I can’t say any more right now but will update you when I can.
For now blogging isn’t a priority – apart from letting you know things have changed for us for now.
We’ll be back.