Conversations with my dad

I still have them every single day.

It’s nine years since my wonderful dad died, unexpectedly yet quietly, in the middle ot the night.

“The night my dad passed away, he had his favourite meal for dinner – presciently eschewing their standard ‘M&S Meal for Two’ for a good old Irish fry up complete with soda bread to accompany his ever-present cup of tea, something I had rarely known him do…