Not a particularly original title but possibly a significant one. This was the year that my parents died. My dad in February aged 88 my mum in November aged 91.
Here they are at Stonehenge circa 1958. I was 3 and with my dad and my big sister Clare is with mum. Interesting that it’s obviously summer as me and my sister are wearing thin summer dresses. So why is mum in a winter coat?
It was also a time when you could walk amongst the stones. Now you can only view them from a distance with a perimeter rope all the way round. So many people, life was so much simpler when we were kids.