A perfect day. I took Scarlett and Primrose to the minituare steam railway, and we spent a sunny afternoon having ice creams, swings and slides, the nature walk, the little train, and cup cakes. Then, Prim's mad half hour at home, that was better than any TV ever, then the Wizard of Oz (Scarlett can work out the DVD player much better than me!), and then quiet time with Scarlett watching X Factor and the sublime Johnny Depp in Pirates of the Caribbean!

It was just the loveliest day, and I feel so blessed. Those girls make me laugh and smile all day long.

Scarlett and I found a little grave at the railway place. "I'd like to be buried here, " I told her, "it's such a happy place to be".

While we were watching the Wizard of Oz, for some reason Scarlett told me that she never wants to die, and is scared of it. It was just as Dorothy walked out of the windswept sepia cabin into the colours of Oz, and I told her, "That is what death is like - you just open that door, and go into a world of beautiful colour!"

"Will the Munchkins be there?", she asked. "No", I said, "Better than that for me, my mum and dad will be there, and my baby brother Michael. No Munchkins necessary". She was fascinated, and I wondered if I'd gone too far.

But, she just snuggled up into my arms and told me, "I love you, Nan". I love her, too. Very, very much.