(As many of you will know, my father passed away in December of last year. This is something I wrote at the time...)
My last walk with my father was around the Longshaw Estate in the early part of 2013. It was perfect. We talked, we laughed - we had a great day with a fine pub meal afterwards in a crooked corner of an ancient, beautiful pub. We'd made plans to get out again for a short stroll or a light walk, but in the end we didn't quite manage it...
