Yesterday as it was the anniversary of Mum’s passing I showed Elliot Mason some of her pictures and talked about her. We actually look at her and Dad’s photograph collages often as they are on the wall in the living room.

One thing I struggled with (and still do struggle with) emotionally is that Elliot Mason won’t ever get to meet Mum and Dad. And they never got to enjoy having a grandchild. It was something Dad talked about when I visited him for the last time. Which was of course heartbreaking at the time.

All I can do is show him the photographs and play him the tapes of Dad’s music and tell stories. I can’t turn back time.