Given that we're being snowed on again, I'm not going to be able to make it up as I was hoping to.

I couldn't help but think of her in church on Sunday,as we sang 'When the Roll is called up yonder' (I've sung it many times and at least once with Theresa, but always clutching a pint mug, in a pub - never sober and in church before!)... God Speed, Theresa, there'll be a candle burning and a tot waiting for you tomorrow night.

LTS