Today was quite a good day, but keep looking at truck drivers !!! I want to cry and shout and bawl, but for some reason it just wont come out - I know I need to let this grief leave me but dont know how to, I'm sure it will happen when I least expect it. I went into the Nelly on Saturday teatime, and every time the door opened, I looked expecting to see you, but it never happened - these are the things that we will get used to eventually I'm sure. I just cannot believe that we are never going to ever, ever see you again, I can still hear your voice Pete - Still see your face and will do until I meet with you again. I miss you. Andrea & Peter are doing quite well,(on the outside) and young Pete has grown into a lovely young man, he looks so much like you (poor kid !!)you would be proud of what he has become. Andrea is a chip off the old block - she is her Fathers Daughter alright !!!Sense of humour just like yours. I wish I could wave a magic wand and make everyone's heartache go away.