Sam heim

Hopefully Sammy is searching for a picture from his files to pop in here. He chose one of our house when the leaves were young on the trees back in may this year. The place has more the look of a village in the woods than of a single home, many people have lived here over the years and added their own little extensions to it and we have done the same.
After a good morning on chair bits I got sidetracked again this afternoon when a friend popped round to say that a mutual friend had succumbed to the inevitable. We will not have the pleasure of meeting her again. It was kind of him to let us know. It is so easy to forget how special every meeting is and there can be no doubt that the losses we experience are here to drive that point home until we ourselves are the ones that are gone.