Hi Vicki, I have already tried to reply to your message but I lost the post somewhere in the ether. Apart from sport which Stephen loved and I loathe, it seems that you and Colin lived the same life as us. We would spend whole Saturday afternoons trying out different recipes with very few disasters. Once Stephen had to stop working we went out to eat once a week. Nothing posh, a Carvery or “one price” Chinese. We would go a tiny bit up market for birthdays etc. I haven’t been out to eat for months, Once the weather gets warmer I will venture out. I take a book with me and eat in places like the Carvery I ask to sit in the snack bar section, although I have the Carvery food. I cannot face sitting on my own in the main restaurant surrounded by couples and families. As for drinking we both loved wine, although when Stephen got ill he said that alcohol tasted foul. As I said very similar lives to you and Colin. I think we all move forward a little bit as time goes by. When Stephen first died I’d wake up in the morning, and in the few seconds between being totally sleepy and awake I would think he had already got up, forgetting he was dead. I am sure that things will always come back and “bite me on the bum” As for the mince pies, I think it was because I had not bought them since Stephen died.
Gill 8 years, 8 months ago.
