I went back to Dacre as I promised. It was Christmas Day, two years on from the Christmas you and I and your Mum spent there, in the snow. You were happy then, and I took some comfort from that. I was deeply sad but consoled by the eternal,unchangeing beauty of the Lakes,a beauty of which your own is now forever a part. I saw your smile in the fields,the mountains and the Lake. Thanks for being there. It was good to talk. Always love you Ian