Monday 24th October (A Quiet Day)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into the lime trees opposite. The breeze was blowing the leaves and more than half of the trees exposed the branches.

On this sunny morning Mr. Kite and His Lady traveled to Morville to place greenery on the a grave. The grave was tidied and plants put on the grave.

Mr. Kite returned home for a quiet tipple of Tetley tea. Today was not a day of celebration only quiet remembrance of a star who wit and life made live bright.