I’m beginning to write this post exactly 48 hours after I received a shocking phone call. Barry and I had just left Areandare and were walking to the River Douglas to check it out before we went through Tarleton Lock at 10am on Tuesday morning, for our planned Ribble Link crossing.
From an unknown number, which I sometimes ignore – fortunately this time I chose to answer. It was a mobile number. A calm and kindly male voice was at the other end. His name was Edward. A paramedic. He ascertained who I was, and then broke the devastating news to me that my darling mum had been found dead at home by her evening carer. Continue reading
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.
Barry frequently amazes me. His interest and knowledge of British history is astounding (good job as he’s got to pass a ‘Life in the UK‘ test soon!). Prior to arriving in Skipton he’d researched nearby places of interest, and came across the Brontë Parsonage Museum at Howarth. Knowing I love reading and writing, he suggested we visit – admittedly his keen-ness may have stemmed from the fact it involved a ride in a steam train. The Keighley and Worth Valley Railway is part of the National network, taking passengers from Keighley to Oxenhope and back again.
Saturday 21st April was our window of opportunity. He’d discovered it was actually cheaper to get a ‘normal’ train from Skipton to Keighley, then link to the steam train there. It’s a hop on hop off journey, though in reality that’s only as good as the number of trains timetabled! The steam trains run at weekends, other times there’s heritage diesel trains – or maybe a vintage bus … Continue reading