The Beetham Siblings

The Beetham siblings: Luke, Frankie, Bryony, and myself.
I spent the day in the hometown of my family yesterday - Harrogate. Had a catch up and exchange of gossip with Tasha over coffee in the morning. It was a relief to find that I was not alone in my feelings about someone. Sometimes people change, sometimes they don't, and sometimes it is near impossible to figure out what has changed, if anything.
After spending the afternoon at home with Frankie helping her prepare herself for her leavers ball at school, I spent a nice early evening with Zan, talking. Talking and figuring out this crazy thing we call 'life'. We have plans, well, I have plans. But it involves us both. It's exciting. After watching The Dead Poet's Society last night, the phrase 'Carpe Diem' could not be more appropriate. Particularly because I am on the edge of the very edge anyway.

Back onto the Beetham Siblings, oh, how we are growing up. Giving my mother space. Goodness, even my mother is becoming older, Not that she looks it or Likes to think about it. We are all growing up.