No more McDad, no more McMum; this is a very strange sensation. I am the eldest member of my branch of the family. It was overwhelming at some points to see people from long ago who had made a pilgrimage to Edinburgh for the memorial service.
I have been looking at old photographs today and visiting the Botanic Gardens with the Offsprogs, Edinburgh's beautiful green lung that seems to have new surprises around new corners every time we visit.
And they sell ice cream just outside the gate.