Mrs and Mrs

I had to go to The Queen Margaret Hospital this evening for another X-ray on my hips. On my way out, I noticed the door to the hospice gardens was open. The hospice closed earlier this year, but it was in the gardens that Ros and I married.

I had a wee wander in and round to the shelter where we exchanged vows… and it was emotional.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Ros over the past few weeks.

Tonight I feel very alone.

Ros… and her
blue dress that disappeared!