Liveland History: 17th February 2012

A seemingly minor event from five years ago suddenly means so much more now:

http://airnicetolivelands.blogspot.co.uk/2012/02/mud.html

On that day, I went for a walk with Dad and my brother; on said walk, I ended up taking them through mud. Sadly, I don't remember, so that blog post (and a possible diary entry, if I wrote a comprehensive one that day) is the only memory I have of it.

A walk through mud - or through anywhere - with Dad is now a distant part of my past; those days died when he did.