On the day of Steve's memorial, I was in Brighton with Patrick. Unfortunately, I could not possibly attend and will pay my respects another time.
At 12:30pm, Neale James, who was also with us, tapped me and muttered "It's now".
Incongruously, today is my daughters 10th birthday and tomorrow is my parents 50th wedding anniversary.
As I always say to my questioning children, the world will always spin, but sometimes things fall off. And that's sad. But mostly, things are good and whilst we celebrate Steve's life in memorial form, we must also celebrate the beauty of ongoing life, love and laughter.
I thought about what to post here, image wise, and decided that I would honour Steve in the way I think he would approve of.
Just some random pictures, of the 48 hours around his memorial.
