As I said in my last post how bad this day was, something strange did happen.
About an hour after I had cuddled Terrys ashes and asked him to help me, the phone rung.
It was the Estate Agent asking if someone could come and view my house there and then, of course I said no, I looked terrible and was in no state for anyone to view the house. I did say they could come Friday afternoon.
A lovely lady and her husband came to view the house and brought there and then.
SO TERRY DID HELP ME – He is my Guardian Angel – and will always be in my heart and soul.