Last October 2017 when Hurricane Ophelia was scheduled to make her appearance, my removal company was to start packing up 24 years of my life to move from the Meath/Cavan border in Ireland to the sunny southeast – in Wexford. However, Ophelia wasn’t the only spanner in the works. My lovely dad was dying and the move had to be postponed. As Ophelia blew, dad was fighting his last horrible battle with life. He left as Ophelia did on the 18th of October 2017.
My move was postponed to the following Monday.
Uppedsticks with Pigs 