sheila1470 1st September 2016

Our last words were a song sang as i was being pushed away from the ward 'We'll meet again, don't know where don't know when' Bless you Brigid it was an absolute privilege to meet you and know you, if only for a very short time. (Mine's a baileys) every time the tea/coffee was wheeled in haha you lit up the ward with your presence xxx