Matthew Bailey
It was a Monday towards the end of September 2004, our W.I. evening. We had a speaker coming who used to live locally, but who had moved to Edinburgh and was coming all the way down to be with us. Consequently, we were making it a “special evening”, and I was busy preparing my share of
Kyle Thompson
My darling grandson, Kyle, died suddenly and unexpectedly on the 15th April 2008 just four days before his 14th birthday on the 19th April 2008. Kyle collapsed while playing out in a children’s park just in front of his mother’s home (on a very steep hill near Sowerby Bridge, Halifax). Kyle’s mother, my only child Sarah,
Hannah Taylor
Maureen wanted something said for our granddaughter Hannah and, difficult though it is for me at this time, I know that I want to be the mouthpiece of both of our thoughts. Where to begin but at the beginning. It seems as though Hannah has fought against the odds all of her life. When she was
