You would have been 89 today.  It’s over 10 years since you died and the shrink I’ve been seeing since Linda died has been having a field day with how you messed me up in the heid.

But that’s a long time gone and nothing is going to sort out the many (many) mentalisms I’ve got going for me.  I know you never had the life you wanted so here’s a picture taken in your good old days aka before me and my Dad.

Happy birthday, Mum. (3rd from the left on a rerr night oot)