I went back to Ayr. My sister was up from London - she'll be back down there by now. My aunt was already there, and I gave my cousin Lorna a lift over. On Saturday we all had dinner at a pub nearby which has a small restaurant, and today I went with Kate to Aggie's grave.
It's been about seven weeks. That arm of my family's been getting buried in that churchyard for about a century, give or take. My great-great-grandparents' stone mentions five of their sons who died in the Great War. The youngest was 19, and the oldest 31.
It's been about seven weeks. That arm of my family's been getting buried in that churchyard for about a century, give or take. My great-great-grandparents' stone mentions five of their sons who died in the Great War. The youngest was 19, and the oldest 31.