Every year until she became gaga, poor old love, Mother would phone me on Maundy Thursdays to scold me : "Why aren't you a Christian ?" But I always disappointed her. However I know very well that without this Maundy Thursday minor
miracle I would have spent my life with other epileptics in a sheltered community ~ we have a wonderful one near here, Botton it's called ~ or is it Brotton ~ missing out on all the COLOUR, all the MAGIC, all the LOVE, all the MISTAKES , all the PAIN and DISAPPOINTMENTS
~ my life would have been spent quietly making baskets or rhubarb jam !! So this Heathen on THIS Maundy Thursday a full 70 years later cries loud and joyfully Praise the Lord !!!
They say that epilepsy is not hereditary but I seem to have got mine from both sides of our family, Angus and Proctor. And more than that, two of my children are epileptic ~ Will and Georgie ~ and both as bright as buttons, and Will
a Ph.D (Ornithology) !
I won't mention this again but felt it was worth recording while I am still with you ! Hope you can read Mother's handwriting. Heavens ~ look at the time ~ 10.30pm ~ I must go down and make a mug of hot
chocolate and finish reading the paper. Goodnight all !
And heard from Will ~ he and his family will definitely be coming up to Whitby for Easter so that's good !