I don't feel much like blogging these days..but maybe if I do it will help. Cancer has got a hold of my lovely Dad and it's breaking my heart. It's so hard to see someone you love suffering so much and knowing that he will be taken away from us. I lost my mother to cancer when I was 11 years old. I don't know if I can get through the next days, weeks, months and years. I'm just doing my best to get through each day.


Today my friend took me to Ulrome on the East Yorkshire coast to see some caravans and chalet's that she saw a couple of year's ago. You can see photographs of them here. We were shocked to find the sea had eroded the land and the dwellings had disappeared. I found these broken tiles at the edge of the cliff..I reminder about how temporary everything is in this life.