[MoMo]

Dear Louie,

My condolences to you and yours.

I was thirty-four years old when my mother lay dying in hospital from incurable cancer. The last time I saw her, I tried to start what I wanted to say with " Mother..."; I knew that it would be the last time that I would ever see her. I opened my mouth to speak and out came " Mummy,..."; I was thrown back in time and I was five years old.

Those ties which bind us to our mothers never fall away.

MoMo