No Tears

Stephanie (Granddaughter) and I (Jane, Daughter) left the hospital that night thinking of the words "No tears. I don't want any tears. I love you, and you". Nana pointed her finger at us each in turn. That day she tried to get out of her bed. "Where are you going Nana?" "I'm going shopping." "What... Continue Reading →

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Louise shares her memories of Grandad Roy

I don't know why but quality time with me grandad always seemed to be in the pub. To this day I think about the Trip to Jerusalem in Nottingham and the Bell in the Old Market Square as our family fun locations. It wasn't very often that the Wildish' would get together, but when we did... Continue Reading →

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