TRIXIE'S GRAVE

The night we arrived home from Paris we spent in Julies lovely little apartment.
The next morning she took us to 'TRIXIES' grave.
We walked all over the place trying to find 'her'.
There 'she' was, her headstone had been moved by the lawnmovers,
so Bob set to work to clean it up.
Julie and I sat on the lawn and supervised!!
When he told the lady in the office, she said"
"I'll just pretend I didn't hear that"
She was lovely and promised to look up the
records for us when they came back from
being digitally recorded.
Bob placed two roses, one from Jean and one for him.