Dec 04
2013
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Today is 5 years since my father died at the age of 93 frozen to death in his beloved house half way up a hill in Scotland. I had planned to take my daughters up to visit for Christmas, having to some extent gotten over his effectively disinheriting my brother and me in favour of our sister after my brother decided to come out as a gay. My father blew a fuse at that and later said our sister 'was the only one who supported him' when he wanted to disinherit our brother. Stupidly I argued with my father and told him to get used to the 21st Century. A very sad episode- as my brother killed