When my mum died in 2000,i went through the house like a whirlwind,skipped everything nothing of any use to me.Funny thing was two glass vases i put in the skip very gently,along came my brother who wanted them,why i had not smashed them i will never know.Funny sometimes i feel as though the soft part of me is missing ,things dont always get to me.I am a very practical person,yet sometimes i cry at soppy things like Repair Shop.Odd really i really am.