ok one last nostalgic post about how much I love this place blah blah
no, but actually – this term has been so good (even though I had 13 essays.)
I can’t help but think back to this time last year and that the end of term then symbolised Mum moving into a hospice and her decline from there. It hasn’t even been a year since she died, but that whole time just feels a whole huge world ago.
Here’s one last shot of the beautiful Radcliffe camera, where Mum used to study everyday, taken from the mound where Richard and I sat having hot chocolate on Saturday afternoon.
Carpe diem pals!