The time had come we were sat in the waiting room. I relived pretty much every appointment I have had before, the sights, smells, I even remembered all the conversations and the staff – suddenly it all seemed uneasily familiar.
In another way his diagnosis was a relief. There was an explanation for his behaviour, a rationale behind his thoughts, a reason why he had suddenly decided to walk 6 miles across Ashdown Forest in the dark
Throughout my childhood my Dad was travelling and worked long hours to provide me with amazing opportunities. It’s fair to say I was and am a ‘Daddies girl’ and I’m not afraid to admit it.