When my dad pointed it out I just cried. I miss him so much and it's nearly seven years! I might even celebrate my birthday this year (which was the day we buried him) because it's a big one, but whilst I can now contemplate that, I still miss him more than I could ever explain to anyone.
It was good thanks. Met some good people. Still agree with what they are doing. Sounds like it might suit me well (but still a scary idea). Today was Health and Safety and totally mindnumbingly terrible! But hopefully tomorrow will be more interesting.