I’ve found myself petless for the first time in decades and the house feels empty – a sandwich-eating lion may not be the answerOf late, I’ve been spending a lot of time talking to the dead. Or, to be more accurate, talking at them. The dead tend not to say much in reply. I haven’t been seeing a medium. I find myself starting conversations with my mum. Mostly the ones we never had or never finished. Not just the ones that her Alzheimer’s prevented us from having but the ones that were too difficult for us to have when she was not anxious, disturbed or confused. Continue reading...